Major Tom
Where's your tea-set?
It's us and them now
Forget Ziggy
You're the Starman

Becoming more like a machine
Each and every day
Dusting my hard-drive
Pulling wires from the
Motherboard
Seeking control
Who am I?

We know you got this
Death-drive type thing
Pure desire
Driving you up walls
But don't worry
Your bedroom's elegant
Just lacking in a certain shade of green

Got my death tools
Got evolution's bent
LSD morals
Cardboard Soup
But any malfunction
Means I plummet

Starling child
Superman's coming with
Great Insights
Red Suit, Yellow Suit
We know it's you
Rest now
Your homecoming awaits

Penetrating gravity
Swallow me slowly
Black hole
The rules of brain
Have changed
I repeat
The rules of brain
Have changed
(Throw up,
Regurgitate)
Man in yellow suit
Miscarried today
He floated away
Tried to save him
But the jaws of life let go

Let's talk drill bitter
Hold that thought
(Pod B- Eyes Open)
Hey we're back
Let's play chess
Testing Testing
What a brilliant
Sketch

I keep having
The same dream
I see this floating
Tombstone
Taunting me like Moses' tablet
But it always dissolves
Out of my reach
The door keeps closing
But floats back to me

Hold your fact sheets close
This decimation is critical
The millions will praise you
Don't eclipse your mission
Enjoy the scenery
Remember your duties

If God has a face
Will I soon see it?
Can he not hear us without
These markers?
Did he abandon Gaia
The minute she fell?
Ancient astronauts
Invade my nightmares
I feel like I've been here before

We assure you
There're no witch doctors
In outer space
There's a time for revelation
And a time for concealment
Please learn the difference
You're almost home

More imaginary friends
But their intentions
Are unknown
The bow-man
With his shaky spears
Tells me I have
Nothing to fear
But I wonder why he
Looks so sad
The motherboard is dead
Polite robots politely abandon you,
Just like people do
And I'm still carrying
The motherload
"My mind is going- I can feel it"

"Hello,
This is a prerecorded message
By now you're in
Jupiter's time warp
Deep inside the
Dodecahedron
You're making history here
Keep your eye on the prize
You'll do fine"

Neon light seizure
It's too much
It's too much
I see the Universal shape
Of a pupil
The iris is white
Consumed by light
It's too much
I see another door
In the bedroom of the Sun King
I've arrived at Stargate
Made a room in my mind

A blank, black slate
A nothing state
The secret's out
We yearned and pined
For nothing
The blind-fold's off
The secrets out
We ached and pained
For nothing

*And when the glass breaks and
Wine stains my bedside
I quench my endless thirst
With the vine inside