You don't stand upon the world, but within it
 And the faster that you move, the lighter you become
 The further out you go, the better the view

 And you wanna rise
 So that you can last
 Take it all in slowly
 Real fast

 The capsule goes at 17,000 miles an hour
 To make the sky act like a pond
 And if it should slow down
 Then the mighty ship will sink
 As if falling through the sea
 And you wanna last

 So you're destinationed for the outskirts
 Thinks the answer lies beyond
 But the slower that you go
 The more substantial you become
 Come to rest against the pure and solid center

 And you wanna last
 So that you might rise
 Floating endlessly
 From the decision of the skies
 ...the decision of the skies

 The farthest you can go is right behind you
 And the closest you can come is nowhere near
 And it could make you wonder where
 When you're discussing here or there
 And do you really have to get going

 When you're living, you're just a series of atmospheres
 Whatever velocity you're in
 And no matter how you move
 You're going to become
 You cannot end and there's no beginning

 And nothing lasts
 And only time really flies
 And you're always free
 From the decision of the skies
 The decision of the skies