The Start
Angus Andrew, Mary Pearson Andrew
Astrally projected in a chemical way
I wasn't quite flying, just moving away
Far from the start, start, start
We've been out in the open before
Destined to hide
Slicing the dark night
With a little bit of violence
And that boom boom boom
It's been denied
Even with spiteful
Test drives and trials
Dimming the sun
So I leaned back from the heart
Lowered my back to the floor
I just went up to the spot
Where I was
When we were born
Far from the start