I want out of this plane Riding hard For one too many a day Elude at all cost All meaning is lost
Hope dies last My escape I forecast Over the rainbow And into the vast Deep unknown Alienated so alien I go
The plans came to me in a vision Behold my hands Guided by the supernatural And the spiral it spirals Plot the way trip away tip the scale The stars align the fuel is fine And we explode into oblivion The Arcturian sign
