This arrangement of Meteoric Rhetoric includes lyrics from the original Spaceman by Electric Callboy feat. Finch, fused with my own.

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You see me
Thus I am
You see me
Thus I am
You see me
Thus I am
I’m the man who fell to Earth

For all my scars
I live and learn
Forgiven when my vision blurs
Could never be ambivalent
When firing on all cylinders
Unfrivolous with words
For they are given us to verse the sink or swim in us preferred
When life embitters us recurred
Beginningless
Unending
Thus precipitous
Ascending
I swear blind
I’m not pretending
Not a single word left pending

Beginningless
Unending
Thus precipitous
Ascending
I swear blind
I’m not pretending
Not a single word left pending

You see me
Thus I am
(I am)
You see me
Thus I am
(I am)
You see me
Thus I am
(I am)
I’m the man who fell to Earth

I’m the man who fell to earth
A gentleman
For what it’s worth
I have a heart
Which halfway hurts
Depending where the path may turn

I’m the man who fell to earth
This unplanned curse
Returned as blessing
Undeterred by second guessing
Where the pathway turns
Have a heart
Which halfway hurts
Yet ever convalescing
For when my skin restricts zen
I am swift then to undress it

Blessèd be necessity to better glean identity
Brave each wild presented me
To rise up exponentially
Take life to extremity
Then one day die contentedly
Trust that I will fly again eventually
Either way
Shall e’er remain
The gentleman
My testament to find some kind of measurement for entropy
Rely on what makes sense to me
The transference of energy
That prized as extrasensory
Recyclable accessory
Per ardua ad astra
That is Latin for the stars reached through adversity
(Forgive Forgive Forgive Forgive)
Forgive me my perversity
Beginningless
Unending
Thus precipitous
Ascending
And transferrably
I’m just a man who fell to earth
For what it’s worth
One version of eternity

I’m just a man who fell to earth
For what it’s worth
One version of eternity

You see me
Thus I am
You see me
Thus I am
You see me
Thus I am
I’m the man who fell to Earth

Science fiction’s my addiction
My diction defies description
No restrictions
No evictions
Owed to no known jurisdiction
Pure as snow
In focus
Driven
Spanish eyes of inquisition
In position
Inhibitions frittered as I’m swift to quit them

I’m the man who fell to earth
A gentleman
For what it’s worth
I have a heart
Which halfway hurts
Depending where the path may turn

I’m a Spaceman
Got a rocket on my back
Spaceman
Oh I’m raving like a maniac
Spaceman
Got a rocket on my back
The universe is down
For my rave attack

Richard Charles Stevens

Keeper of The Crimson Quill

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