Verse 1

Where will you be tomorrow,
Walking on the stars

Oh, those things that glow
Up high by night daily down low

Yes a dream of mine,
I'd give my hand to sign

They ask me why such impossible fantasy,
I'm afraid it's just their jealousy

They say there is a fine line between dreams and life,
But I think the routine slogging is much like a knife,

Stripping you of joy and wit,
Making you close up and tight knit

Providing a lack of imagination, which
The creative would call constipation

When there's a world of wonder
where light meets somber

Where I'd rather be and daily see
Venus, Jupiter, Mars without the bars,
I'd rather be walking on the stars

Verse 2

Where are you now,
Walking on the stars

My suit is heavy yet, I feel light,
The scene is staggering in the dark of night

What would they say if they could see me,
send me a gift, a medal or a melody

I laugh and share a smile,
I chose this unearthly exile

In a galaxy far away,
where I do not see the light of day

The shuttle shakes and the window reciprocates,

The ground rattles, I brace for impact,
My skull shatters but my soul is intact

Still, they ask why I chose peril over paradise,
I answer this paradise is a parody of lies

Venus, Jupiter, Mars without the bars,
I'd rather be walking on the stars

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