Pulling Faces

Flashing meteors follow Comets climb in startling numbers, And the saucers slip by upon the Milky Way. Marking time, counting sheep on Venus, Stranded here in ether I couldn't get my feet into a windbreak today. Pulling faces and swopping places Grab the bull by the horns But still I seem to be torn From the plough I have Seen the earth rise And the bear sailed away... Correlating clusters Destination undecided As the Virgan Voice cries "Proceed to Orion" Lighting years with Aurora's beacon Banished here for treason They didn't give a reason for this sentence in space Pulling faces and swopping places Grab the bull by the horns But still I seem to be torn From the pole I have Seen the crab rise And the fish flew away... Pulling faces in empty places And now at last we're forewarned And though the bull's lost his horns After years trekking Through the starglow, It's the end of the universe.