Ray Gun

Many things you seem to be made of
Look so curiously
In your galaxy such a surprise
I could fly endlessly

I come from a place of blue trees and chrome ray guns
I've never seen such a being radiant
I'm in a sea of feeling what could be love
I must have been sucked by your gravity pull

Laser beams.

And a dream you do seem to be from
I'm so curious, please
What's behind your poly and cotton
I'd fall infinitely

I come from a place of blue trees and chrome oceans
I've never seen such a being radiant
I'm in a sea of feeling what could be love
I must have been struck by your electric buzz

Laser beams.



Credits
Writer(s): Anton Pabst
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