Text: Bruce Dickinson. Skunkworks. Innerspace.

I see the scars of action
Writhing round your face
Too much inactivity
And home's a lonely place

Throw away your beauty
'Cos you know that it won't last
Throw away your present
You've been living in the past

Come on take a trip with me
Across the bridge of lunacy
Fire up some beast and ride the sky waves

I've thrown away my images
They're all so distant now
Discovery was a stranger then
Welcome to my house

Whatever demons torture me
I love them like a friend
Nothing lasts forever
But the certainty of change

I'd rather move around
And be that figure out life and what it means
Fire up some beast and ride the sky waves

Don't wanna waste my time on you
If you can't travel this way too
Fire up this beast, we'll ride the sky waves

And when the fireballs work is done
And we are part of the nuclear one
The whole damn thing begins again

Our glory days have just begun
Fiery side slip then we're gone
I'll see you Monday mornin'
Anyway I'm comin' back
Anyway I'm comin' back