The only place where you can dream,
living here is not what it seems.
Ship of white light in the sky,
nobody there to reason why.
Here I am, I'm not really there,
smiling faces ever so rare.
A let's walk in deepest space,
living here just isn't the place.
Stalks of light come from the ground,
when I cry there isn't a sound.
All my feelings cannot be held,
I'm happy in my new strange world.
Shades of green grasses twine,
girls drinking plasma wine.
A look at love, a dream unfolds,
living here, you'll never grow old.
Don't you hear me call? Ooh
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