| Cosmic Sailor |
|---|
| Hey, I’m still here breathing |
| My perception’s expanding |
| But the vision seems so strange |
| There are colors returning |
| Changing as I move |
| Changing as I move |
| Through the morning, through the grey |
| So vague, the signal’s reforming |
| In words without meaning |
| My hearing seems to have changed |
| You are receding |
| Fading as I move |
| Through the morning, through the daygrey |
| For the evening, into dark space |
