Wooler - Space Junk Lyrics

Five hundred thousand miles too far behind the sky
I speak inside my mind with no one to reply
Four years of rations and a million little stars
You're free inside the sphere and I wonder where you are

Close as we've ever been but light years out of reach
The nova burns so bright but I can't feel the heat
Some folks fall victim to the lofty goals of man
Long past the stratosphere alone in a tin can
Without an end

Hallucinations
Are they real
Am I complacent
Am I

Being free of madness is not an easy task
When nothing changes and you can't conceive the past
A cosmic spectacle made up of time and space
You see the beauty man but I just float away

Hallucinations
Are they real
Am I complacent
Am I