Surrealism in the realm of gold
Beyond the sundown on delicious fields
Sorrows fall apart, we have been told
When suppressed thoughts all lay down their shields

Strange perception, would you lead me
To the edge of reality
Let's surf along the Milky Way
Into the distance, far away

Phantastronaut, astronaut in my own mind
In a cosmic sleep, deep inside of me
Phantastronaut, astronaut in my own mind
Through golden tunnels I will flee

In my spirit's radiant empire
Rimbaud's universal tongue is spoken
This is the realm of water, air and fire
Daylight's gone, materialism's broken

Like a solitary dancer
Who never learnt to fall
Like the sweetest of romancers
Who was never loved at all
I'll escape into the depths of space
Like a star-ship which is drunken
My soul shall be the action's place
In Orpheus' realm I am sunken...