How I wish we could take this moment And freeze it To come back again and again and again To hold it to the light Turn it in our hands To study all the angles To find out how And Why It's gotta go the way that it goes
We have the technology Not available before
We have the technology But thinkers and poets of the past Oh, no They had to leap into the dark so blindly Whereas we'll stand free and upright like men The day's golden light! Linked with our machines our eyes are beaming It won't matter at all How weird Things are seeming
We need the means to dig deeper To search below the surface appearance of things Worlds never dreamed of! What a wonderful life if, darling That moment Might be found wherein we come unstuck Completely: Flap A from Slot B Slapping in the wind!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
