What's the matter dear. Seems the ghost is in your stall. For a thousand years. Taured lived within us all. I've come from somewhere beyond. Lost in a world. Voyage in time. Shot through the worm. Scaling the vine. Here in '54. Tastes the napalm fill the sky. Axis wins the war. Seems the crop of our divide. I've slipped through bodies aligned. Lost in the world. Voyage in time. Shot through the worm. Scaling the vine. All that's me and all that's you. All that's false and all that's true. On the sea you sailed away. Another you'd surely stay. It's only fabric so it seems our intimate reality. We're living simultaneously while parallel in possibility. Lost in the world. Voyage in time. Shot through the worm. Scaling the vine. Lost in the world. Voyage in time. Shot through the worm. Scaling the vine