The Journey

Ten miles above the landscape
I can watch the stars
Power plants and city lights
Illuminate the night

I must keep going on
Now I've reached the sea
I feel that I'm too far above
To hear the torrid waves

Suddenly the landscape changes
I fly through buring clouds
One hundred miles an hour
I'm going down

Underwater I travel onward
Sinking toward the ocean floor
The light fades out very slowly
On the way down to hell

I see my life in front of me
It all floats by my inner eye
From my birth until now
I can't help but wonder why