I feel the greater sense just by the kind of mood I'm in
Something touched my core and everything within
That kind of certitude attaching wisdom to my mind
That everything that was effects a future life

On and on to other lands
My beliefs are my command
Like a universe, like space that never ends
My utopia expands

If I die, if I'm at the end of all skies
I try to review my utopia
If I'm gone, comets I am riding on
They're leading me to my utopia

Doubts are closing in, rewinding written scripts of time
I'm at a turning point, at a key scene of my life
Is it a dejá-vù? Is it something I've been through?
Am I the only one whose last will will be done?

Fly to the morning skies with armies of the true believers
Try. Try another time by breathing hope
Ride through the waste of time. Be yourself a pain reliever
Fight. Multiply the light and space will grow

On and on to other lands
My beliefs are my command
Like a universe, like space that never ends
My utopia expands

If I die, if I'm at the end of all skies
I try to review my utopia
If I'm gone, comets I am riding on
They're leading me to my utopia

Now that we're flying through eons of time, at speed of light
Now that we're flying through eons of time, at speed of light
Out of the big bang straight into the dark into the night
Out of the big bang straight into the dark into the night

Now that we're flying through eons of time, at speed of light
Now that we're flying through eons of time, at speed of light
Out of the big bang straight into the dark into the night
Out of the big bang straight into the dark into the night

Fly to the morning skies with armies of the true believers
Try. Try another time by breathing hope
Ride through the waste of time. Be yourself a pain reliever
Fight. Multiply the light and space will grow

On and on to other lands
My beliefs are my command
Like a universe, like space that never ends
My utopia expands

If I die, if I'm at the end of all skies
I try to review my utopia
If I'm gone, comets I am riding on
They're leading me to my utopia

If I die, if I'm at the end of all skies
I try to review my utopia
If I'm gone, comets I am riding on
They're leading me to my utopia