From the recording The Fields/Star Dust
Why do I feel so at home?
Standing out in the cold cold dark
Im Slipping thru the clouds at night
O why does this feel so right
To Die
Wanderer
To Die
Im a Wanderer
To Die
Wanderer
To Die
Im a Wanderer
I crawl out of the planet into the sky
Singular Singular in time
We are Wanderers
We are Wanderers into the sky
To Die
Wanderer
To Die
Im a Wanderer
To Die
Wanderer
To Die
We are Wanderer's
Wandering these clouds of star dust
From normality a change in pace
Gracefully it sets the details
Our parenthesis within the space
O this is our space
O this is our space
Gracefully it set's the details
O this is our space
O this is our space