Texty: Ian Brown. Music Of The Spheres. Bubbles.

Mercy mountain crevices
Hold treasures buried deep
A blizzard or rain can't wash
Any memories that you keep
I just came in on the banana boat
Got born only yesterday
Came down through the stars
I landed from Mars
Make my way through the Milky Way

Last I saw you metamorphasized
Chrysalis into a butterfly
You opened your wings
Such beautiful things
And then I saw you fly away so high
A birds eye view up to the stratosphere
All the universe reflected in your eyes
I came to despise
Your seek through the skies
Your web of lies
And all the empty words you say

I see you like a bubble in the air
But bubbles can rise
But pop when they reach the top
I see you like a bubble in the air
But bubbles can rise

Last I saw you change inside
A chrysalis into a butterfly
You open your wings
Such beautiful things
And then I watch you fly away to die
I just came in on the banana boat
Got born only yesterday
Came down through the stars
I landed from Mars
Made my way through the Milky Way

I see you like a bubble in the air
But bubbles can rise
But pop when you reach the top

I see you like a bubble in the air
But bubbles can rise
But pop when they reach the top

I see you like a bubble in the air
But bubbles can rise
But pop when they reach the top