When you're talking with your super friends
You can read my hand, I've got no defense
When you sent your messages whispered loud and clear
Now I'm always touched by your presence dear
We could entertain each one with our theosophies
Coming into contact with outer entities
When we play at cards you use an extra sense
I am still in touch with your presence dear
I am always touched by your presence dear
I am still in touch with your presence dear
Levitating lovers in the secret stratosphere
Floating past the evidence of possibilities
We could navigate together, psychic frequencies
Something in my consciousness told me you'd appear
Stay awake at night and count your R E M's
