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