Time and space It can be a lonely place There it goes I can't stand I can't breathe The iron side

Little girl, dream Little boy, dream Every soul comes to the sun Carried on angel's wings to human birth Born of love or born of hate Each one is heaven sent to human fate In joy and pain each one will grow For wisdom is so much more than what we know

Right now, you know I miss your body Ey, yeah, yeah, yeah Every time you go away, you're always tryna fight I could try to fill the space with someone else tonight So I won't kiss nobody until you come back home And I swear, the next time that I hold you

Until it's gone No you don't know what you've got 'Til it's gone Oh you don't know what you've got 'Cause you don't know what you've got A fire needs a space to burn A breath to build a glow I've heard it said a thousand times But now I know

How big, how blue, how (beautiful) And meanwhile a man was falling from space So much time on the other side And every skyline was like a kiss upon the lips And I was making you a wish In every skyline How big, how blue, how beautiful And every day I

Wait, don't drown it in the waterhole Taste, the feeling of a fever soul All in all I need to get me through Held up here, it's a silent fear And this space don't take my mind A cloudy wake, it's a young mistake That I'm clothed in I can't see when I

I fix my attention on this ball Spinning round inside of me, deep inside Revolving conscious planet On an axis around this star By the light And the black holes in the vault of heaven Make me wonder, wonder why How matter can disappear Are there doors in

Let me take you there Oh, let the sun beat down upon my face And stars fill my dream I'm a traveler of both time and space To be where I have been To sit with elders of the gentle race This world has seldom seen They talk of days for which they sit and

Stab! Bawl! Punch! Crawl! Hooks to my brain are well in I know what I am, I'm Berlin I'm stabbing and bawling, I'm punching and crawling Grand canyons of space and time universal My mind is subjected to all Through cracked, blackened memories of unit

Just a few seconds away From everyone From everything And an inch of my own space A second of your time From all of you Away from this