I have a disk with a TV show from my childhood days, some fantastic stuff. An expedition into the past to snatch some book from a genius kid. I cannot help but watch in pain for all I see is gone for good. It may all be lightyears away but this sickness is all over me.
I'm lost in space with love with you.
There is a place of pilgrimage for those who seek oblivion. A temple on a desert moon, a grave for all my souvenirs. Inside there lives a magic man. He sees through all the universe. \"Your third time around is your last time around\". There's nothing more for him to say.
I'm lost in space with love with you.
I tune in to the radio, they play a cosmic show from earth. In heavy smoke of distant times I dream of Cans and Tangerines. A glaring light ahead of me. A better life has just begun. Before I change my mind again I set the controls for the heart of the sun.