Hyperzone

Been wondering, meandering
in darkest space, been floundering
like crumbling rock in feckless flight,
tumbling through this timeless night;
my heart of gold has turned to stone:
sold out my soul in Hyperzone.

Seen all I need, don't need no more,
fists crashing through another door
and smashing your cold shield like glass
for letting this hell come to pass;
broken hearts turn into stone:
feelings freeze in Hyperzone.

Been dreaming epic tales of how
we sailed those stormy seas, and sought
forgotten trails into the past,
to find our lost desire at last;
heart of gold, heart of stone:
love is the best when it comes home.