1 Million Light Years From Her

Begin the sucking son.
Wakes me up at night.
The Ghost of innocence
turns off the lights and I can't;
Breathe!
I'm choking on my lungs
and I can't stay in your space ship
No more!
They know my Name
They know my Age
I heard them laughing when the,
leader said my name. My name
"Now I begin to sense a sort of Atmosphere
Stemming from delusions'
Leading to unusual
Visionary Cociousnes.
The Shaman Rest My Soul."
Now I can't;
Breath!
I'm choking on my lungs
and I can't stay here in your spaceship
No more!
Whoa oh-oh: Please Come in Misssion Control!
Whoa Oh-oh: One million Light Years from Her!