Look how small it gets. The higher we go. Let the gravity die. I’m hanging up high in the freezing cold ether, ascending the atmosphere, no rope and no weight, no voice in the receiver, the silence is crystal clear. I’m letting the gravity die as I levitate, rising to conquer fear, watching the map go flat as the continents crack and the cities disappear. Every metropolis burns to a cinder, I’m floating and making no sound, metallic machinery falling beneath me and leaving the ground. I slip through the signal, I drift through the static, I’m finally out of range, watching the world from above as the pressure dissolves and the colors change. The terrestrial surface is steadily fading, a limitless empty zone. The volume is deafening, shadows are shading the things that I’ve always known. I can’t hear the sirens, the violence, the tyrants, I’m finally on my own. Let it pull you up higher, higher, higher. The atmosphere’s thinner, the limits are out of sight. No more terrain underneath us, no more reason to fight. Float in the whiteout, watch how it ends. Look what we’ve become in the vacuum, a totally different mind. Let it pull you up higher, higher, higher. We’re fading into white. I’m catching the updraft and cracking the glass, watching satellites glide, cold on my fingertips, frost on my brow, nobody telling us why. Tell me who’s pulling the strings on us now as we sever the final tie, pressure keeps swinging and ringing like clocks in the void of a bottomless sky. Paradise blinking and perfectly broken, a promise we couldn’t keep, we elevate, levitate, burn off the title and wake from a century’s sleep. Breathing in stardust and swallowing nebulas, letting it enter the veins, no more perimeter, no more control, no more shattering under the chains. Everything under our orbit is panic and debt in a danger zone, little locked rooms and a world doing damage, I’m leaving it all alone. Up here the silence is massive and blue, and I am not what I belonged to, slipping away to a beautiful universe nobody could have known. The terrestrial surface is steadily fading, a limitless empty zone. The volume is deafening, shadows are shading the things that I’ve always known. I can’t hear the sirens, the violence, the tyrants, I’m finally on my own. Don’t try to pull me beneath the surface. Don’t try to call me back. I was born with a body of muscle and tissue, but never was built for the track. Let it pull you up higher, higher, higher. The atmosphere’s thinner, the limits are out of sight. No more terrain underneath us, no more reason to fight. Float in the whiteout, watch how it ends. Look what we’ve become in the vacuum, a totally different mind. Let it pull you up higher, higher, higher. We’re fading into white. Falling up into the stratosphere, leaving the atmosphere, shattering the machine, burning so clean as we split through the sky to a beautiful new routine. Out of the range of the radars and cameras, exiting out of the screen, nothing is left but the chemical change and a vision we’ve never seen. Let it pull you up higher, higher, higher. The atmosphere’s thinner, the limits are out of sight. No more terrain underneath us, no more reason to fight. Float in the whiteout, watch how it ends. Look what we’ve become in the vacuum, a totally different mind. Let it pull you up higher, higher, higher. We’re fading into white. No more illusions, no need to pretend. Float in the whiteout and watch how it ends. Look what we’ve become in the vacuum, a totally different mind. Falling up. Gravity starts to shift. Weightless. Don’t look down. Just let yourself drift.
