All dust and rubble

No stone intact

Somewhere along I must have taken the wrong track

No one in front of me

No one behind

Nowhere to look except in my own mind
Turbulence in the atmosphere

Are you receiving me
I'm heading straight for the stratosphere

Are you receiving me

Dry air in silence

No heavenly choirs

And I'm still a prisoner of my own desires
Here comes terror in rubber soles

Are you receiving me
Here in the darkness I'm all alone

Are you receiving me

Flashing lights on the road ahead

Calling out to me
Like a fantasy movie

I can't see it but I feel the force

Flying down to me
Right out of the blue

Out of the blue I find myself shaking

Caught in a whirlwind

I can't see a blind thing
Here comes terror in rubber soles

Are you receiving me
Here in the darkness I'm all alone

Are you receiving me

Flashing lights on the road ahead

Calling out to me

Like a fantasy movie

I can't see it but I feel the force

Flying down to me
Right out of the blue

Out of the blue I find myself shaking

Caught in a whirlwind

I can't see a blind thing