don`t look down upon the atmosphere
wings of stealth are broken dreams
don`t look back upon your learned years
you seem blind to what you`ve seen
now i see how far the ground
has fallen down and round and round
time is a river and life flows away
into the valley of dreams you`ve made
soon i`ll be surfing that cold astral plane
where the dreams and the nightmares are one and the same
don`t look now upon your history
dead end streets of futures spurned
don`t look up to all you wish to be
winding path of your sojourn
can you see how far the ground
has fallen down and round and round
time is a river and life flows away
into the valley of dreams you`ve made
soon i`ll be surfing that cold astral plane
where the dreams and the nightmares are one and the same