This is the moment we come alive I'm out the breath and the kiss I'm with the snap and the crackle of creation I'm mixing up the mud the spit
So up Brendan Behan And like a Lazarus Let's traipse the bronze of the evening sky Like crack crazed
Voyager 2, are you now? Looking back at and weeping Cold and alone in the dark down and bleeping
Ever dimmer thinner Feebly cheeping in the winds turn you up, sail on, sail on, sail on
On past the howling electric orange skies And methane rain Sail on, I'll you up
Never bring me to earth again Let me blaze a trail of glory the sky Let me traipse across it's high Let me marvel in wonder and unfettered At the bigness and implausibility of
Yes, stretch out hands infinity you human things Past blind and ice cream worlds You hurl your ball of dull intelligence
And show us all our fragile As we too track you Slower but no less Like the only fertile
In the barren vault of being, on Hurtling towards the tomb of empty worlds for the final primary come of life I'll you up
And I'm big things I'm thinking about I'm thinking it's a price
That we pay for This is the moment that we come is the breath and this is the kiss
No in Paris, in the ball gowns In the heels, in the snow And we're spinning 'round In a Volkswagen Beetle that hired for the day (At the rate)
The room without the shower was again "Are we middle-aged", she said And I said, "I feel nothing, I feel a jelly-fish" "Mabey it's the Portuguese Men-O-Pause", she
And she laughed her brittle And we back to bed And I've thinking about these things I've been about Voyager 2 And this is the moment that we come