Geldof Bob - Thinking Voyager 2 Type Things Lyrics
I'm handing out the breath and the kissI'm electric with the snap and the crackle of creationI'm mixing up the mud with the spitSo rise up Brendan BehanAnd like a drunken LazarusLet's traipse the high bronze of the evening skyLike crack crazed kingsVoyager 2, where are you now?Looking back at home and weepingCold and alone in the dark voidWinding down and bleepingEver dimmer ever thinnerFeebly cheeping in the solar windsI'll turn you up, sail on, sail on, sail onOn past the howling stormsThrough electric orange skiesAnd blinding methane rainSail on, I'll turn you upNever bring me down to earth againLet me blaze a trail of glory across the skyLet me traipse across it's golden highLet me marvel in wonder and unfettered gazeAt the bigness and implausibility of beingYes, stretch out your handsInto infinity you human thingsPast blind moons and ice cream worldsYou hurl your metal ball of dull intelligenceAnd show us all our fragile gripAs we too track with youSlower but no less insistentLike the only fertile seedIn the barren vault of being, sail onHurtling towards the waiting tomb of empty worldsWaiting for the final primary come of lifeI'll turn you upAnd I'm thinking big thingsI'm thinking about mortalityI'm thinking it's a cheap priceThat we pay for existenceThis is the moment that we come aliveThis is the breath and this is the kissNo we're in Paris, in the ball gownsIn the high heels, in the snowAnd we're spinning 'round VersaillesIn a Volkswagen Beetle that we'd hired for the day(At the cheap rate)The room without the shower was cold again"Are we already middle-aged", she saidAnd I said, "I feel nothing, I feel like a jelly-fish""Mabey it's the Portuguese Men-O-Pause", she jokedAnd she laughed her brittle headAnd we went back to bedAnd I've been thinking about these thingsI've been thinking about Voyager 2And this is the moment that we come alive
