Tarot - Race The Light

The orbital angels are gliding Their messages confused The new age is out from hiding The holy grail won’t be refused The years have grown to the mountains They’ll have wings before long The voices of the small are drowned now By distant sons and their song All the great schemes and dreams They’re fused into one Blow my mind or feed my head I set my sails straight To the wind from the sun From ultraviolet to the infrared I’ll race the light I will now The black void is filled with white noise The downpour of the hardest rain Swam under the dwindling ozone As the blue whales are dealt cocaine Between the rising skylines There’s hope for a new dawn The earth’s spin will be reversed soon The saints will yield to the devil’s spawn The sword of their heaven Might strike and spoil their fun Let’s hope its on Mars instead I set my sails straight To the wind from the sun From ultraviolet to the infrared I’ll race the light I will now, I’ll race the light I will now All the great schemes and dreams They’re fused into one Blow my mind or feed my head I set my sails straight To the wind from the sun From ultraviolet to the infrared I’ll race the light I will now, I’ll race the light I will now, I’ll race the light