Zeitgeist

Astral engines in reverse. I'm falling through the universe again. Down among the deadmen's vision. Faded dreams and nuclear fission spent. [Chorus 1]: The strings of theory are holding up the race. The puppets falling to the ground The love I feel as I fly endlessly through space. Lost in time, I wonder will my ship be found On this sinking ship I travel, Faster than the speed of light. Not so supernova burns, The black holes turn and fade from sight [Chorus 2]: The strings of theory hide in the human race. The answers buried underground The love I feel as I fly endlessly through space. Lost in time, I wonder will my ship be found And very soon The bomber's moon Will show us light And as we crash We'll pray and kiss And say goodnight Goodnight...