Cosmonaut (feat. Misha Mansoor)

No amount of preparation leads me,

To be ready to depart, believe me,

I hold on to all of that which freely,

Floats about under my feet, beneath me.

Elevation, ever rising, I’m shown,

Upwards into everything that’s unknown,

What’s the meaning, or the purpose? I’ll go,

Despite all the reasoning that I know.

Floating upward,

Searching forward,

Reaching inward,

For my home!

Bring me back home, (Home!), to the world that I’ve known, (Known!)

I resent this, resistance!

How have I grown, (Grown!), from the people I’ve known? (Known!)

I can't bear this, distance!

Distance!

I’ll be waiting for gravity, to be,

Pulling me back,

I’ll be running on empty, 'till we,

Find the right track.

Bring me back home,(Back home, back home…)

to the world that I’ve known,(Back home, back home…)

I resent this, resistance!

How have I grown(I've grown, I've grown…)

from the people I’ve known? (I've grown, I've grown…)

I can't bear this, distance!

Distance!

Distance!!!

The Fabric of Spacetime

[The Fabric of Spacetime Instrumental Role is performed by Misha Mansoor of Periphery.]

Now I can grow from the people I know,

There is no resentment left that I show,

All I had to do to fall was let go,

I have bridged the distance over the flow.

Now I can grow from the people I know,

There is no resentment left that I show,

All I had to do to fall was let go,

I have bridged the distance over the flow.

I’ll be waiting for gravity, to be,

Pulling me back,

I’ll be running on empty, till we,

Find the right track.

…Find the right track...