| Here I come, main line | |
| Maintain super brain | |
| Crushed grapes from the vine | |
| Searching for the signs | |
| Like rolling thunder and the days | |
| When I'd ponder puff clouds over yonder magic dragon in the sky | |
| Two eyes, double rainbow | |
| Sly in the sky | |
| Doves cry when I blaze through the night | |
| Two eyes, double rainbow | |
| Sly in the sky | |
| Doves cry when I blaze through the night | |
| (Babylon falling) | |
| Blaze through the night | |
| (Babylon is burning) | |
| Same city, same drone | |
| Scenery change but my zone stayed unknown | |
| You were with me, now I'm not in control | |
| Fold crash and crumble and I decompose | |
| And run back to the grass | |
| Back to the last moment intact | |
| In a flash it'll be over | |
| And we'll be back | |
| Winter rain time | |
| Suns down streets are cold | |
| I sold the last possession | |
| And I'm all alone | |
| Two eyes, double rainbow | |
| Sly in the sky | |
| Doves cry when I blaze through the night | |
| Two eyes, double rainbow | |
| Sly in the sky | |
| Doves cry when I blaze through the night | |
| (Babylon falling) | |
| Blaze through the night | |
| (Babylon is burning) | |
| Black heart, twist and turned | |
| Where the wild wind sings | |
| Where the whirlwind burns | |
| Where the madness rings | |
| In the crisp night sky | |
| Where the air might sting and bring the reasons why | |
| Ancient child, I swim the Nile | |
| With my rude boy style the wild child | |
| I get lost for a while when I'm under attack | |
| I took my freedom back and took the path unmapped | |
| Two eyes, double rainbow | |
| Sly in the sky | |
| Doves cry when I blaze through the night | |
| Two eyes, double rainbow | |
| Sly in the sky | |
| Doves cry when I blaze through the night | |
| (Babylon falling) | |
| Blaze through the night | |
| (Babylon is burning) | |
| One day I might make it up | |
| I might get it right | |
| When I rise like the moonlight | |
| Into the moon top night light | |
| The room glows when my mind's right | |
| So make room to take flight | |
| We fly right | |
| Up up and away we go | |
| The rainbow's about to blow | |
| When I go Han Solo | |
| Frozen in slow mo | |
| Reference of the airflow | |
| Remember ancient days with no clothes | |
| Open doors to where freedom grows | |
| And this man knows no no's just yes | |
| Feeling blessed in this city that's depressed I jest not | |
| Them get old sink and rot | |
| Colder than frost | |
| At all cost, and I toss and turn | |
| While the kingdom burns | |
| I yearn for freedom | |
| From the demons we see them | |
| Return to the land of redemption | |
| Go tell ya henchmen we sent them | |
| Into trenches hence my invention | |
| Of a plan apprehension | |
| I'm lending my soul for this | |
| While many men search for bliss | |
| I see the vision, it's my interest | |
| Intellect can only take you so far | |
| Intuition is the way to live stars | |
| Rid them from the lids we stay open | |
| Cast my line into the ocean | |
| Come up for air when I'm floating | |
| Through the clouds an explosion | |
| So rain down on the creation | |
| (So rain down on the creation...) |