in other words in another tongue
electric sounds that easily attract
from them no significance is wrung
in other words in another tongue
a meaning is inherent in what's sung
syllables with heavy magic are packed
in other words in another tongue
electric sounds that easily attract
the drill must breach the living rock
all soil and clay cannot suffice
we cannot stop just to take stock
the drill must breach the living rock
the earth is not immune to shock
it feels the power of fire and ice
the drill must breach the living rock
all soil and clay cannot suffice
a source of measured pride and joy
the things we do and think and make
all those resources we deploy
a source of measured pride and joy
there's nothing we so much enjoy
as knowing just what toys to take
a source of measured pride and joy
the things we do and think and make
the rules once made are easy broken
we know that others won't obey
each punishment seems just a token
the rules once made are easy broken
there's nothing that cannot be spoken
some monsters though are hard to slay
the rules once made are easy broken
we know that others won't obey
we mark the disappearing sun
its colours fill the western sky
the earth back into night has spun
we mark the disappearing sun
the world seems rather badly run
the rulers all will cheat and lie
we mark the disappearing sun
its colours fill the western sky
a message comes to those who wait
but not to those who cannot choose
to sit in patience by the gate
a message comes to those who wait
we've left the answer far too late
it's not a case of win or lose
a message comes to those who wait
but not to those who cannot choose
again the echo of a distant wail
no memory to help us at this hour
we hit the centre of the poking nail
again the echo of a distant wail
we do not choose to fall and fail
what's sought is a reviving power
again the echo of a distant wail
no memory to help us at this hour
the chorus in the night has made me smile
all of those creatures in their summer haste
i'm sure they could be heard for half a mile
the chorus in the night has made me smile
their frantic noises will last quite a while
they may not be to everybody's taste
the chorus in the night has made me smile
all of those creatures in their summer haste
at no time will we think of this as sad
the symbols have the meaning we desire
the world we're in would drive a god quite mad
at no time will we think of this as sad
we look outside and listen and are glad
we long for water and we love the fire
at no time will we think of this as sad
the symbols have the meaning we desire
each world becomes a single word
the choice is made before the speech
the answer's a bright golden bird
each world becomes a single word
we know that life is just absurd
and knowing that have got to teach
each world becomes a single word
the choice is made before the speech
the thing that squats darkly on the roof
speaks words that have not yet been heard
we wonder why there's been no proof
the thing that squats darkly on the roof
we pass this place and don't go poof
the monster turns into a bird
the thing that squats darkly on the roof
speaks words that have not yet been heard
where life begins in plangent wonder
a kind of joy might be expressed
the veil of day is torn asunder
where life begins in plangent wonder
all of our lives in noisy thunder
a different kind of quiz or test
where life begins in plangent wonder
a kind of joy might be expressed
birds fly to places that we cannot know
they are not stopped by sight of sea
from our fixed places we can never go
birds fly to places that we cannot know
even our swiftest thought seems slow
our hearts are now too heavy to be free
birds fly to places that we cannot know
they are not stopped by sight of sea
we go and we return and that is all
the day and journey must require
our words determine stand or fall
we go and we return and that is all
thinking to answer we heed the call
to turn our very souls into a fire
we go and we return and that is all
the day and journey must require
i look at many words and i just sigh
i cannot force the meaning or the sense
there's nothing to be gained by getting by
i look at many words and i just sigh
we know that what we know is not a lie
but we have lost to mimic and pretence
i look at many words and i just sigh
i cannot force the meaning or the sense
the map's a magic scroll that offers much
the places and their names all will seduce
we don't always believe it could be such
the map's a magic scroll that offers much
we know that everything's within our touch
and from that many facts we can adduce
the map's a magic scroll that offers much
the places and their names all will seduce
after the rain there's richer fuller green
the forest seems a calm and gentle wall
none of the trees a solitary queen
after the rain there's richer fuller green
we understand the magic that we've seen
in the grey water's soft and steady fall
after the rain there's richer fuller green
the forest seems a calm and gentle wall
a rule that's not enforced is not a rule
just paperwork that aims to please the eye
we've wasted all the time we were in school
a rule that's not enforced is not a rule
the one who thinks the law is good's a fool
you soon find out that every writ's a lie
a rule that's not enforced is not a rule
just paperwork that aims to please the eye
the job that's to be done is clear
all of the mind is set upon the point
it's not a matter of doubt or dare
the job that's to be done is clear
there's freshness carried on the air
the times we feel aren't out of joint
the job that's to be done is clear
all of the mind is set upon the point
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