sweet wind let me go so high above drift down slow so far so good riding on a solar wind no one will remember me high upon a starry sea slip away to antares hey how are you miss you too i ve always been a bore i ve always wanted more of the best of most of riding on a solar wind no one will remember me high upon a starry sea drift away to antares where do all the people go in their homes far below the windows of our weary world hurry up before it s gone you take too long