Journey to the Inside - Ramases

Ten thousand miles an hour plus

We streak across the sky like dust

And none of us know where or why

We’re like a jewel in the sky

Oh what are you going to do with me…

You say to us we must not fight

We must be good we must be quiet

And all of us are six foot high

And none of us know how to die

Oh what are you going to do with me…

SPOKEN:

Fragments of conversation from some sort of social gathering, including:

«…but I think it goes further than that… I go into a molecular thing as well…

the comparative distances between electrons and nuclei in molecules in every

material… is very comparative to the distances in our own solar system… if you

took a pill to get smaller and you… vanished… … you get smaller and smaller and

vanish inside that chair that you’re sitting…»