i lost touch with my beginnings
    somewhere between the here and then
       do i miss it that much
           i'm not quite sure because
              that part is still left to be seen
                   i could drop you a line
                      from above dizzy heights
                in the shadow of the moon
           you can share what you like
        whether it's wrong or it's right
    either way we're bound to lose
         you can call me a visionary
              i'd rather you call me a cab
                 i need a ride
                     from the dead end of life
                           into what ever it is that is left