For these ghosts that I chase
With these dreams, I inflate, painted skies in my brain
Every day, I’m Carl Sagan in space
To escape this old world, this old world
And I fade, elevate from the Earth
Far away to a place where I’m free from the weight
This whole world, this whole world
Or anyone, below the sun
I don’t feel anything
At all
I get lifted, I get lifted
King of the clouds, of the clouds
I get lifted, I get lifted
Than angels in outfields inside of my mind
I’m ascendin’ these ladders, I’m climbin’, say goodbye
This old world, this old world
And when I fall to rise with stardust in my eyes
In the backbone of night, I’m combustible
Dust in the fire when I can’t sleep, awake, I’m too tired
This whole world, this whole world
Or anyone, below the sun
I don’t feel anything
At all
I get lifted, I get lifted
King of the clouds, of the clouds
I get lifted, I get lifted
Imagination, take me somewhere I don’t know
I’m lost but I better find it alone
King of the clouds, of the clouds
I get lifted, I get lifted
Oh, I keep searching
I keep searching