I've seen your illusions, just like you've seen my desires
There
Riding a crystal shell into the deepest sky
Heading into the
Blue snow may fall in your dreams, baby
But let me
Branded with irons under black skies
Born with the look of
If mine is yours, baby, and yours is mine
Then why
[Instrumental]
Peeling myself from the ceiling
Digging a hole in the floor
Sleeping
[Instrumental]
Light the fire, take me higher
Sell my soul for what
Living in the soul of your mind's frustration
Looking to the
Take my hand
Through this land
Walk with me
See what I see
Close
[Instrumental]
At Lunarville 7, down at Airlock 3
There lives the old
If it seems like I'm sinking
And I'm talking to the
Kaleidoscope of color from the fountain jubilee
Atomic rays of sadness
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