Lunar Bloom
(ahhhh) Floating past the satellites in the quiet dark
Leaving all the gravity,
searching for a spark
In the starlight, we are drifting far away
Where the silent galaxies
softly sway (softly sway)
Dust upon the solar sails,
gliding in the cold
Writing brand new stories that never will be told (ooh-ooh)
No gravity to hold us down
Lost inside the cosmic sound
Drifting far away
(so far away)