This is the moment that we alive I'm out the breath and the kiss I'm electric with the snap and the crackle of I'm up the mud with the spit
So rise up Behan And a drunken Lazarus Let's traipse the high bronze of the sky Like crack kings
Voyager 2, are you now? back at home and weeping Cold and in the dark void Winding and bleeping
Ever dimmer thinner cheeping in the solar winds I'll turn you up, sail on, sail on, on
On the howling storms Through electric orange And blinding rain Sail on, turn you up
Never bring me to earth again Let me blaze a of glory across the sky Let me traipse it's golden high Let me marvel in wonder and unfettered At the bigness and of being
Yes, stretch out hands Into you human things Past blind moons and ice worlds You hurl your metal ball of dull
And show us all our fragile As we too with you Slower but no less Like the fertile seed
In the vault of being, sail on Hurtling towards the tomb of empty worlds Waiting for the final come of life turn you up
And I'm big things I'm thinking mortality I'm thinking a cheap price
That we pay for This is the moment that we come This is the breath and this is the
No we're in Paris, in the gowns In the heels, in the snow And spinning 'round Versailles In a Volkswagen Beetle that we'd for the day (At the rate)
The room without the shower was cold "Are we already middle-aged", she And I said, "I nothing, I feel like a jelly-fish" "Mabey it's the Men-O-Pause", she joked
And she laughed her head And we back to bed And been thinking about these things I've been thinking Voyager 2 And this is the moment we come alive