Traveling Light

I'm traveling light, upon my cosmic surfboard Unravelling time, across the Nordic fjords I looked up one night, my beach went very far I booked a flight, to each and every star I left the world, and it all unfurled The black holes swirled, while their galaxies twirled The play that I crave, on times cautionary side On radio waves, that Mike often rides Retrograde loops, I went cock-a-hoop Left and right swoops, I bent something oops The sights that I've seen, could frighten a dream The nights always been too tight, you agree The crest of this wave, the next that I crave The best of my days, the rest I can take If you accelerate to a stellar rate Nothing remains I a stable state I took photos of photons as I past them When I look for directions I ask when Its low tide when it's night But it's the ride of my life.