Out There Lyrics

Where's my quill? Where's my satchel bag?

Make haste! Clouds are soon to eat the moon!

Heavens! How will I write?

A star just bloomed and sent my muse a tune.

Curse this broken quill! When will the stars

Send us ships full of gifts?

They've room for us all

With wheels & wings of fire

They'll save us from ourselves

Quick, it's hell down here

Out There is at the light only the Silent see.

Out There is always where you can never be.

Boot my pager up and read the ads:

'Secretaries, too, can Meet the Sun! '

'Son of Man Seeks Lass'

Press return and punch the password in

Locked on log-on, the signal's jammed

Users keep clogging lines.

There's space for us all
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Past where we've gone

Where we shall overflow,

Overthrow, and outgrow

Out There is that light only the Silent see

Out There is always where you can never be

Out There is so designed to let your mind go free

Out There is always where you can never be

Out there is: Paradise, not parasites

Holidays, not squalid days

Out there, no proselytizing pharisee

Will dowse your works in kerosene

To sterilize your heresy.

Out there, no one imagines God's complaints,

And thus commands that sacred paints

Be used to clothe your naked saints.

Out There is that light only the Silent see

Out There is always where you can never be

Out There if so inclined you'll let your mind go free

Out There is always where you can never be