This is the moment that we come I'm handing out the and the kiss I'm electric the snap and the crackle of creation I'm mixing up the mud with the
So up Brendan Behan And like a drunken Let's traipse the high of the evening sky Like crazed kings
Voyager 2, are you now? Looking at home and weeping and alone in the dark void Winding and bleeping
Ever ever thinner cheeping in the solar winds I'll turn you up, sail on, on, sail on
On past the storms Through orange skies And blinding rain Sail on, turn you up
Never me down to earth again Let me blaze a of glory across the sky Let me traipse across it's high Let me marvel in wonder and gaze At the bigness and implausibility of
Yes, out your hands Into infinity you things Past blind and ice cream worlds You hurl your metal ball of intelligence
And us all our fragile grip As we too with you but no less insistent Like the fertile seed
In the barren of being, sail on Hurtling towards the waiting tomb of empty Waiting for the final come of life I'll you up
And I'm big things I'm about mortality I'm it's a cheap price
we pay for existence This is the moment we come alive This is the breath and is the kiss
No we're in Paris, in the gowns In the high heels, in the And spinning 'round Versailles In a Beetle that we'd hired for the day (At the rate)
The room without the was cold again "Are we middle-aged", she said And I said, "I feel nothing, I like a jelly-fish" "Mabey it's the Men-O-Pause", she joked
And she laughed her brittle And we went to bed And I've been about these things I've thinking about Voyager 2 And this is the moment we come alive