My engines roar as I go alone
Running out of gas on the desert storm
Bursting out steam from my electric machine

On the run for my unknown release
We cross the sun on the backs of beats
Flying so high - I will go my way

Reaching the end of the space dome
We're past the void of the tripper one
Riding on clouds of acid bliss

Migrate to the uncharted land
Drop out of life with bong in hand
Flying so high - I will go my way