I have made a little music in some corners of the I fused some crystal images from common grains of sand If I reached the heavens, I've surely learned to fly I've been caught up in the soaring and the of the sky
But the tripper's coming on back home now a crazy blind man's journey, he's been on The star tripper's lost and all now And it's face he'd like to look upon Yes, he's that you won't be long gone
They put you in a capsule, they you towards the sun They carve you into plastic before your done And all the scribes and seers they out your name Though the photographs and headlines change, the story stays the
So the star tripper's coming on back now a crazy blind man's journey, he's been on The star tripper's and all alone now And it's your face he'd like to upon Yes, he's praying that you won't be long
I thought I was soaring like an eagle I thought that I was roaring the wind I thought I had surely reached the end now But I can't remember anywhere I've
Was I looking for a star or something behind it? Whatever I was looking for, I did not find it And for all my sky high journeys the only thing I Is that you almost always lose when you let yourself go
So the star tripper's coming on back now It's a crazy blind man's journey, been on The star tripper's and all alone now And it's your face like to look upon Yes, he's praying that you won't be long