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