Hawkwind - D-Rider

We're children playing in the sun A sense of freedom on the run We never knew what time it was We just knew how sublime it was Our course determined by our stars My momma knows just where we are The Earth was forming from below A dragon showed which way to go Spacing out, we're spacing in Phasing out, we're phasing in Turning up by burning out Lifting off and gazing in Our luck, it changes with the tide Our constellations changing side Macro mirror-image fades Our over-conscience colour shades We're astral-planing, floating free On our continuum frequency A ring was formed out of the stone Metamorphose, tetraform Spacing out, we're spacing in Phasing out, by phasing in Turning up by burning out Lifting off and gazing in