Immaculate conception
Starting from a sentient suggestion
Blue eyed deception
You're just staring at your reflection
Beautiful perfection
Moving only in a one way direction
And if you stare too long
The mirror looks back
Those dark searching eyes
Peering in the abyss
Past where reason lies
For a moment's bliss
On to foreign lands
Past the angels sleeping
An immaterial voice
To carry the heartbeat
Flowers of the moonlight
Held up in the half light
Kissed by the dewdrops
Until the beat stops
What good is ground control
When you're already floating in space
I never asked for relief
It never was received
Those dark searching eyes
Peering in the abyss
Past where reason lies
For a moment's bliss
On to foreign lands
Past the angels sleeping
An immaterial voice
To carry the heartbeat
Those dark searching eyes
Peering in the abyss
Past where reason lies
For a moment's bliss
On to foreign lands
Past the angels sleeping
An immaterial voice
To carry the heartbeat