Worlds above me rain down on me pennies for my eyes. 
Angel voices, ever singing, echo through the skies. 
They’re holier than thou, but they’re just spacedust now, following their calling. 

You fall to sleep, you keep on falling. That’s the way life goes.
And what you give is all you’re given, as you reap you sew.
You’re holier than thou, but you’re just spacedust now, following your calling. 

Worlds around you, worlds inside you, worlds you’ll never know. 
In unending new beginnings let the record show
I’m holier than thou, but I’m just spacedust now, following my calling.