I want to “fly”
Literally
Above the clouds
Above black
Above your polluted crystal blue sky

All this “crossing”
Clandestine splicing
Gentrian cocktail flings
The power of the Hum
A bird, a bee and other yellow things
The Giant lab
Stocked with “rats “
What's it “all” for?
I don't care anymore
I just want to fly

The power of the dragon in a “human” eye
Who has the key?
What, where, when, why?
Sometimes I wish I were like the “rest”
Ignorance, sometimes it really is best
A lifetime of fragmented recall
Hearing things in and around that invisible wall
Understanding what's happening to you
When no one else thinks it's true
Not the only one from there with the “genes”
Just the one who always knew what it means
Nobody told...
Me
About the "power" and "color" of gold
The rest live, breed and die
Unaware of the game
Never wondering who or why
I'm lonely man…
I want to fly

There are days when it feels
Like the world has crashed at your feet
Struggling to make different ends meet
And I wish I didn't know
Everything and nothing is what it seems
And I wish I had just “normal” dreams
Wish I could be like every other man
Raise a family, the lap of luxury
Unaware of the “lay “ of the land
There are days when I want to be “bad”
Walk away from this place
Surrender to the dark side of God
Days when I yearn for war
Death and destruction 
In places near and far

There are days when I feel it under my skin
Fire!
Feel the power slumbering within
Days when I can taste the black in my soul
And days when I think of sulphur
And an ancient black hole
And I wonder what the hell it's worth
My purpose on this godforsaken earth
Days when I wish I had stayed
Vanished underground
Not a trace, not a sound
Tunnels and saucers calling me
I won't lie
Sooner than later
I'm lonely man, I've got to fly

It's too late
Cart out the gate
Can't pretend
That I'm not aware
I'm not like all these robots here
Subtle extremity changes
Stronger now
Stars and patterns rearranges
Close my eyes 
And I see
A Montserratian awe be
Dem nono wha dat mean to you and me
There are days when I want to swim
Days when I pine for a cerise “alien” sky
Many a day when I sit here
With a tear or two in my eye
I'm lonely man…
Fuck me then!
I want to fly

Away…