Up from the Skies (Jimi Hendrix cover)

I just want to talk to you
I won't uh, do you no harm
I just want to know about your different lives
On this is here people farm
I heard some of you got your families
Living in cages tall and cold
And some just stay there and dust away
Past the age of old
Is this true?
Please let me talk to you
I just wanna know about
The rooms behind your minds
Uh, do I see a vacuum there
Or am I going blind?
Or is it just uh, remains of vibrations
And echoes long ago?
Uh, things like "Love The World" and, uh
Uh, "Let Your Fancy Flow"
Is this true?
Please let me talk to you
Let me talk to you
I have lived here before
The days of ice
And of course this is why
I'm so concerned
And I come back to find
The stars misplaced
And the smell of a world
That is burned
A smell of a world
That is burned
Yeah well, maybe, hmm . . .
Maybe it's just a . . . change of climate
Hmm, hmm . . .
Well, I can dig it
I can dig it, baby
I just want to see
So where do I purchase my ticket?
I'd just like to have a ringside seat
I want to know about the new Mother Earth
I want to hear and see everything
I want to hear and see everything
I want to hear and see everything
Yeah . . .
Aw, shucks
If my daddy could see me now
Everything, everything, everything, oh everything