Antares

Sweet wind let me go.
So high above.
Drift down slow.
So far, so good.
Riding on a solar wind, no one will remember me.
High upon a starry sea.
Slip away to Antares...
Hey, how are you? Miss you too. I've always been a bore.
I've always wanted
more of, the best of, most of...
Riding on a solar wind, no one will remember me.
High upon a starry sea.
Drift away to Antares...
Where do all the people go in their homes far below?
The windows of our weary world.
Hurry up before it's gone!
You take too long...