Space - Martha Tilston

Oh, can anybody feel it?

Heavy’s the air it’s the coming of April showers

Oh, won’t you please move out my way, now?

Busy’s the street and you’re treading on all of the flowers

And if I was a braver me I’d go travelling

Dream about it every night it’s unravelling

Space, I need Space

I miss Space

Send me to space…

Just send me to space

Just send me to space

Oh and everybody feels it

Heavy’s the load that we carry around on our backs

Where is everybody rushing to?

Off to the shops to buy all the crap that we lack

And if I was a braver me I’d go travelling

I dream about it every night it’s unravelling

Space, I need Space

I miss Space

Send me to space…

Find a place, a bigger place

Where we can lie and race the stars in the

Big black open

And where does it end tell me again

You lost me my friend an hour back then I was

Flyin' through the big black open

The big black open…

And we all have a project

Go and plan our invention

Keep a book for planning

Escape the daily

And we all have a project

Go and plan our invention

Keep a book for planning

Escape the daily

And we all have a project

Go and plan our invention…

Oh can’t anybody feel this?

Heavy’s the air it’s the coming of April showers

Oh, won’t you please move out my way, now?

Busy’s the street and I’m losing all of my powers

Oh won’t you please move out my way now?

Oh won’t you please move out my way now?

Oh and everybody knows it

Heavy’s the air it’s the coming of April showers

Heavy’s the air it’s the coming of April showers

Heavy’s the air

Heavy’s the air

Heavy’s the air it’s the coming of April showers