WALKING IN SPACE
From the Musical Hair
The Tribe


Doors locked (doors locked) 
Blinds pulled (blinds pulled) 
Lights low (lights low) 
Flames high (flames high) 
My body (my body) 
My body 

My body (my body) 
My body 

My body 
Is walking in space 
My soul is in orbit 
With God face to face 

Floating, flipping 
Flying, tripping 

Tripping from Pottsville to Starlight 
Tripping from Starlight to Moonville 

On a rocket to 
The Fourth Dimension 
Total self awareness 
The intention 

My mind is as clear as country air 
I feel my flesh, all colors mesh 

Red black 
Blue brown 
Yellow crimson 
Green orange 
Purple pink 
Violet white 
White white 
White white 
White white 

All the clouds are cumuloft 
Walking in space 
Oh my God your skin is soft 
I love your face 

How dare they try to end this beauty? 
How dare they try to end this beauty? 

To keep us under foot 
They bury us in soot 
Pretending it's a chore 
To ship us off to war 

In this dive 
We rediscover sensation 
In this dive 
We rediscover sensation 

Walking in space 
We find the purpose of peace 
The beauty of life 
You can no longer hide 

Our eyes are open 
Our eyes are open 
Our eyes are open 
Our eyes are open 
Wide wide wide!