A projectile spirals up through the night
And pierces God's splendid clouds
I look down at a land of lights
Mother Earth slips through my hand
It's time, my darling, it's time
Time, my heart, it's time
Weightless toward the horizon
Weightless toward the horizon
A convoy of a thousand explosions
Hidden somewhere in the stars
Relative being shatters the silence
A tear whispers God's will
It's time, my darling, it's time
Time, my heart, it's time
Weightless toward the horizon
Weightless toward the horizon
Weightless toward the horizon
Weightless toward the horizon
Weightless toward the horizon
Weightless toward the horizon