As I moved away from myself
There was a sound a dissonance
Falling in pitch now out of sight
Like a train moves through the night
Doppler shift
We start to drift
Falls away now like a dream
Still not time
To leave this old machine behind
This mortal shell
This noble shell
If only a little past its prime
Out of my body not out of my mind
In this altered state now what will I find
Just another shadow in the night
Doppler shift
Temporal rift
Falls away now like a dream
Still not time
To leave this old machine behind
This mortal shell
This noble shell
Under its spell
This noble shell
Under a spell