Floating right by me in a velvet dress
She seems so totally out of place, in outer space
I must be delusional, a real head case
because the lunar surface is the wrong address in such a dress
But i saw her eyes, she was real
was she wearing that dress just for me?
and i'm all inside out now
There is a space in my heart
An infinite casing of darkness
There is a space in my heart
waiting to be filled by her
I've surfed on comets through cosmic debris
and still here I am, lost at the sea of tranquility
I got no chance to get home, the only place for me
is inside this helmet that i'm living in, breathing in
But her eyes, they were real
did she sky-rocket out here just for me?
and it's all inside out now
There is a space in my heart
An infinite casing of darkness
There is a space in my heart
waiting to be filled by her
Dark matter clustered in a phoenix way
Implosions on a galactic scale
There is a space in her heart
An infinite casing of darkness
An empty old space in her heart
I see her face in the stars
Supernovas and pulsars
There is a space in my heart
I can't get out of it
I can't get out of it
I can't get out of it
I can't get out of it
I can't get out of it
I can't get out of it
I can't get out of it
- :
- Sunday
- Tetra
- La Musique de Paris Dernière 8
- La musique de Paris dernière 8 (Bonus Track Version)
- Your Guide to the 38th North Sea Jazz Festival
- Solidarity Breaks
- 1: Man 2: Band
- Ram Cafe 7
- Ceramic City Chronicles
- Fly Away (Edited Version)
- Islander EP
- Islander
- Shout
- Shout EP
- 1:Man 2:Band
- Ceramik City Chronicles
- La musique de Paris Dernière 8 - bonus version