Martha Tilston
"Space"

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