Walking In Space

My body is walking in space,
my soul is in orbit with God, face to face
Floating, flipping, flying, tripping
Tripping from Pots-ville to Starlight,
tripping from Starlight to Moonville
White-white. Black-white, hollow-crimson, purple-pink
All the cords are cumuloft, walking in space
Oh my God, your skin is soft, I love your face
How dare they try to end this beauty,
how dare they try to end this beauty
To keep us underwood, they bury us in soot
Pretending it's a chore to ship us off to war
In this dive we rediscover sensation,
In this dive we rediscover sensation
Walking in space, we find the purpose of peace
The beauty of life you can no longer hide
Our eyes are open, our eyes are open, our eyes are open
Wide