The spaceman looks at the earth and cries
The mother weeps when her baby dies
The lover says her last goodbyes
For the witching hour has at last arrived
Knock the door wide open
Bang it till it bleeds
Search for gold in the cosmic dust
Get up off your bloody knees
The teacher learns by looking on
At the children in disguise
The elders fight to stabilise
But they can’t close their eyes
Kick the limit to the max
Find the missing link
Don’t look back, you won’t miss much
Tell me what you think
The preacher found his courage
After his confession
Resting in a natural state
Is his forgotten inter-mission
Choose to take on board
Exactly what you need
This is no time to hold a grudge
It is time to sow the seeds
Cheers!
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