Woorden: The Gift of Gab. The Ride of your Life.

Enter in to the spacecraft fillin' up
That won't touch back again 'til the job is done
Way outta the range of normal
So far where ya are that ya no longer see the sun

It's a journey not of sight but sound
[Incomprehensible] you're bound to unknown
So embrace the light and drift on
Let your soul be again reborn
For these songs buckle up, it's the ride of your life

Riffin' in the octave of the infinite provocative
Come get within a rocket ship
Dimensions of a positive
Inventions that is monstrous

I'm givin' it my all
It's just my sentiments
Took over and as I give in
To the power of just livin'

In the now, I put the dividends
I holler from the spirit within all of us
I'm driftin' on a cloud up in
You're meant to feel the shower

Follow in, as I devour
Y'all with synonyms and vowels
Ladies and gentlemen
It's our time to dig within a tower

Over ignorance, the final hour's
Here so come and crowd around
And listen up on how I'm stayin' driven
By the sound I feel it liftin' higher

How my daily livin'
Is the style it's like my children
Seem scattered through the villages
And towns and when the gift is in the house

I bring the lyrics
That come down from up
Inherent to the sound
From a mysterious, profound

Very indigenous way out
Chief inner vision and I think
I've really truly found religion now

Enter in to the spacecraft fillin' up
That won't touch back again 'til the job is done
Way outta the range of normal
So far where ya are that ya no longer see the sun

It's a journey not of sight but sound
[Incomprehensible] you're bound to unknown
So embrace the light and drift on
Let your soul be again reborn
For these songs buckle up ,it's the ride of your life

Fourth dimensional rocket ships going up
Flying, flying, flying
Flying, flying, flying