Letting Go [interstellar blues]

Travelling for years , across the skies
Watching worlds go by, and moonshine
There are billions in the distance, letting go

Chorus:
This atmosphere's killing you - choking, choking, choking on the fumes / your blues
Spaceman blues

So yr sitting and writing as comets flash by, everyone distant, letting go
You've been rolling dice, letting go
Now you're touching from a distance, letting go

Chorus

Well this world isnt yours since the day you wereborn ,
Atmosphere's killing you, killing you falling away.

Chorus

 And the traveling...

There's no man in the sky
And there is no reason why.