It came like a bolt a thunder
Its colors made me wonder
She opened her starboard bow door, where do I a ride need I for
Full thruster, full power, one quarter impulse power
Star-cruiser, warp-driver, jump to speed of light
All things I thought I never knew, far away from you
As I can get you still break through, to split my mind in two
Through never-ending black I see you, memory-magnetic bolts of you
Don't ask me where I'm bound for, all I know is that we're heading skyward
Head for the clouds I can see 'em shining, (Head for the clouds I can see 'em shining)
Could there really be a silver lining
When we're flying high we always want to fly it more
But we don't feel it till we can't feel it no more
All things I thought I never knew, far away from you
As I can get you still break through, to split my mind in two
Through never-ending black I see you, memory-magnetic bolts of you
What is this thing you control in me, where is the switch that releases me
Forward propulsion is what we lack, we can't go on and we can't turn back
Unless I invent a time machine, to cut me free from your tractor-beam
It makes no difference you're near or far
You'll never change why or who we are
Take me back to where I came from, 'cause I've been too far away to long
I always used to see it nearly (I always used to see it nearly)
But now I can see it clearly
Full thruster, full power, one quarter impulse power
Star-cruiser, warp-driver, jump to speed of light
All things I thought I never knew, far away from you
As I can get you still break through, to split my mind in two
Through never-ending black I see you, memory-magnetic bolts of you
And so we waste, forever what we can't conclude
And so we wait, impatiently as time eludes
That which we make, ourselves pointlessly endure
If it's too late, why are we not convinced for sure
And so we waste, forever what we can't conclude
And so we wait, impatiently as time eludes
That which we make, ourselves pointlessly endure
If it's too late, why are we not convinced for sure
And so we waste, forever what we can't conclude
And so we wait, impatiently as time eludes
That which we make, ourselves pointlessly endure
If it's too late, why are we not convinced for sure