Kind of thunder from my heart Flooding my eyes Kind of armies marching Through my head Sombre soldiers From nowhere Kind of someone's Moving out of me
Waiting for a change in the weather I'm waiting for a shift in the air Could we get it together ever hoping for your return Hoping for your sweet, sweet
When the heat of light melts Into the speeding time When the king returns From the ivory city side Let the magnet images Wave the signals, flashing,
In the beginning there was no light No teenage heaven or hell No songs or voices came from across the outlands Where oceans are ment to be, where oceans
Winter's city side, crystal bits of snowflakes All around my head and in the wind I had no illusions that I'd ever find a glimpse of Summer's heatwave
Hello today, open your eyes The snow is falling just like leaves Aquarian Warriors rebuild the ship Mr. Rainbow is gone Hello, my love, here's to your
(Gold/Lloyd/Echolette) Waiting on this empty street, watching the river's waves go by Feeling mellow, lighting a cigarette, silver moon floats through
(Gold/Lloyd/Echolette) ...Night! You can halt your car for an afternoon in Utopia We shall stop the wars on those afternoons in Utopia
(Gold/Lloyd/Echolette) FOR INKA Acrobats & Comets are floating by so fast Children's faces S.M.I.L.E. like suns at last Lilac butterflies are cruising
We call ourselves the crown of creation I wonder what does it mean We're not the owners of the moon and the earth It's like a roundabout and it goes round
Life's a garden Life is king Life is all and everything Life is golden Life is fair Like a rainbow in your hair Life's a once fantastic light Life is
If I was a flag I'd have no nation Just the colours and the wind And if I was a church I'd have no treasure Except the prayers and the hyms And if I was
you're playin' around with money and fear and a power you can't control and the zimmermen grin their perjured grins sayin': there's no risk at all ! look
Tell me is it really true There's something goin' on Outside I just can feel it I heard it on the radio I'm not allowed to go Outside I can't believe
There was a young lady named Bright Who's speed was much faster, much faster than light She departed one day in a relative way And returned on the previous
Time is fleeting You can't stop time Hearts are beating Cause there ain't no time Dial that number Stories fly See their faces, empty places Uh, elevator
All in the golden afternoon full leisurely we glide For both our oars, with little skill, by little arms are plied While little hands make vain pretence
Ain't it strange that we destroy what we embrace And we leave what we seek It's such a shame Ain't it strange that we smile when we cry And no one knows