Super-Related

Super-related And I think it's bigger than books when Reality steps in She's a gun with a gun Super-related And I can feel you pull through me Reality surely Leaves the choice in our hands I could be chemical I could be a plasticproxypriest He's got more ends than means More wants than needs Super-related And I can see one holy-roller Keeps looking over his shoulder But there's nobody there Super-related Is like a cosmic communion It's the holiest union That could ever exist What if we're aeroplanes? I would be a fire in the sky It's always do or die Or hit the ground Super-Related Is all the lovers and has beens Teaching the comers and kingpins How to live with mistakes Super-Related Is like a cosmic communion It's the colorless union Of all the love in the world What if we're aeroplanes? I would be a fire in the sky It's always do or die Or hit the ground