I been living in a rocket house Empty buildings go flying by So tapped above the atmosphere I got no time to say goodbye I was only out a thousand miles All religions fall away I been running for a hundred years But I always got some place to pray From counterpane to stratosphere All conclusions fade to black Is there freedom from the hemisphere Where there is no going back? I been living in a rocket house Empty buildings go flying by So tapped above the atmosphere I got no time to say goodbye