Heading towards the ceiling, I'm above the floor
I distance my horizons, I'm heading towards the door
High above the ant hills, in among the planes
Swooping down to hear the sound and movement of the trains

I don't need these wings to guide me
They are almost never there
It's the space I make inside me that makes me feel light as air

I got levitation
I got levitation
Levitation
Levitation
The ocean rolls below me, еxpanding plastic view
My vision cones to nearеst land and brings me latest news
The waves of higher bodies soon dazzling in my ears
Will center my vibration with the music of the spheres

I don't need these wings to guide me
They are almost never there
It's the space I make inside me that makes me feel light as air

I got levitation
I got levitation
Levitation
Levitation

I got levitation
Levitation
Levitation
Levitation