Spacing
I need my fucking space.
I take my place in fucking Space
Spacebound
Spacewalking
Spaced-out
Up! Up! And away now
I’m light years way out
Here I don’t feel weighed down
Here my screams don’t make sound
I just wait in Space, wasting space,
while I’m waiting fucking spaced-out
I’m way far off my spaced route
I’m lifted
drifting
it’s empty.
The silence is more than complete
Lost in space, It's just me.
There’s nothing beneath or above me
This darkness feels so lovely
This void, though cold, just hugs me
I am nearer and nearer
to somewhere nearer
Yet nowhere near anywhere
I’m here and there
barely here, barely there
Where I’m headed is not nearly clear
I’m just careening through this dark, cold, cosmic constant.
speeding through the constellations, I’m consulting my conscious,
that is constantly haunted.
I’m tripping on my Space trip
but, I won't give a shit,
I'm reaching hyperdrive in my Spaceship
I have no plan,
I’m just planted on my ass and,
I’m just a planet on my axis
I’m just rotating and I’m passing
I’m just chilling and relaxing
relativity, mass, and gasses
There’s no gravity of reality to grasp me
I’m blasting off, blasted
through Space and time, I'm passing
I’m just taking space, and time, and laughing
Trying to get a piece of mind, to be happy
Just look at all this fucking space now
I’m just Spacewalking, fucked up,
completely fucking Spaced-out