Astronaut - Sir Sly

I know I’m tripping

Baby I’m barely alive

(Are my feet on the ground because my head’s in the sky)

A little paper

A little love on the tongue

(All my memories are rushing back from when I was young)

A world of color

I’m in the future and scared

(I thought I knew what to expect but I just wasn’t prepared)

And now my brain

A private theater

(Is it a 35 or 40 millimeter?)

(Is it a camera? Or is it a gun?)

Live a little, dropping acid, and I’m flying away

I’m feeling like an astronaut in space

I don’t think that it’ll ever do the damage they say

Feeling like an astronaut in space

Lysergic feelings

I’m breathing barium vibes

(I'm looking down from the ceiling, I’ve got a bird’s eye)

I’m in the bathtub

Swimming in lavender hymns

(I'm discovering God and she is paper-thin)

The question’s loaded

Am I naive?

(I had a vision of you watching me as I was fading in and out

In a department store

I don’t want to be alone anymore)

Live a little, dropping acid, and I’m flying away

I’m feeling like an astronaut in space

I don’t think that it’ll ever do the damage they say

Feeling like an astronaut in space

Live a little, dropping acid, and I’m flying away

I’m feeling like an astronaut in space

I don’t think that it’ll ever do the damage they say

Feeling like an astronaut in space

Is this the comedown?

I’m stretching back into time

A little love on the tongue

A little more peace of mind

Live a little, dropping acid, and I’m flying away

I’m feeling like an astronaut in space

I don’t think that it’ll ever do the damage they say

Feeling like an astronaut in space

Live a little, dropping acid, and I’m flying away

I’m feeling like an astronaut in space

I don’t think that it’ll ever do the damage they say

Feeling like an astronaut in space