Chemical induced astronaut, floating in his sky.
Supersonic mind escapes, don't ask questions why.
Let him be your leader, let him be your king, let him guide your weary soul, 'til your heart begins to sing.

No one hears a whisper, no one hears a sound, man of colours floats in space, his doubters all have drowned.

Racing through the darkness, new colours behind his eyes. Cosmic heart still pounding, a world of beautiful lies.
Do not wake the sleeper, his world seems bright today,
This trip must last for evermore, 'til chemical decay.

No one hears a whisper, no one hears a sound, man of colours starts to wake, with visions so profound.

Sterile was his past life, riddled with disease.
Too much pain and anguish, no hope, no one to please.
A loner and a dreamer, square peg in a round hole.
He's on this trip for all of us, to save us is his goal.

No one hears a whisper, no one hears a sound, man of colours starts to wake, with visions so profound.

High above us like no other, spaceman brother king of colours.

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