He crashed his car right into light
Through the fourth wall and the great divide
I hope that the ether tastes like summer rain
But you can't be sure of anything
He probably took St. Pete by the hand
Told him that he understands
He met Huck Finn and he hatched himself a plan
But he couldn’t get out, it was out of his hands

Next time I will be there for a friend that's hanging on a cosmic beam
I'll beware of a friend that’s hanging on a cosmic beam
I won't let him think that he's living the drеam
Be there for a friеnd that's hanging on a cosmic beam

He's gloating somewhere through a radio wave
A curious look across his face
He wants to run but he don't know what to chase
There's nothing but time and endless space
There was never grace, he couldn't care

Next time I will be there for a friend that’s hanging on a cosmic beam
I’ll beware of a friend that's hanging on a cosmic beam
I won’t let him think that he's living the dream
Be there for a friend that's hanging on a cosmic beam

All hail the mighty fool
Oh, too much of himself, shut him through
Don't tell him that there’s nothing to prove
All hail the mighty fool
And all hail the cosmic beam
We hold it up from busted knees
Let no man take more than he needs
And be there for a friend that's hanging on a cosmic beam
And beware of a friend that's hanging on a cosmic beam
And be there for a friend that's hanging on a cosmic beam
And beware of a friend that's hanging on a cosmic beam