Lyrics:

He crashed his car right into light

Through the fourth wall and the great divide.

I hope that the either tastes like summer rain.

But you can’t be sure, of anything.

He probably took St. Pete out of hand

Told him that he understands

He met Huck Finn and he hatched himself a plan.

But he couldn’t get out.

It was out of his hands.

 

Next time I will be there for a friend that’s hanging on a cosmic beam.

I’ll beware of a friend that’s hanging on a cosmic beam.

I won’t let him think that he’s living the dream

Be there for a friend that’s hanging on a cosmic beam.

 

He’s floating somewhere through a radio wave.

A curious look across his face.

He wants to run but he don’t know what to chase,

There’s nothing but time and endless space.

There was never grace.

He couldn’t care.

 

Next time I will be there for a friend that’s hanging on a cosmic beam.

I’ll beware of a friend that’s hanging on a cosmic beam.

I won’t let him think that he’s living the dream.

Be there for a friend that’s hanging on a cosmic beam.

 

All hail the mighty fool.

With too much of himself shining through.

Don’t tell him that there’s nothing to prove.

All hail the mighty fool.

All hail the cosmic beam.

We hold it up from busted knees.

Let no man take more than he needs.

 

Be there for a friend that’s hanging on a cosmic beam.

Beware of a friend that’s hanging on a cosmic beam.

Be there for a friend that’s hanging on a cosmic beam.

Beware of a friend that’s hanging on a cosmic beam.

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