doubled in number
over just these past few years
umbers arise
future become crystal clear
doubtless, hopefull
look at where we've come to here
when the future is a mammoth in a noose hat
running through the rain in a babylon suit jacket
babylon come and we'll run run run away
strait as an arrow
in the air
bullet fast arrow
whirring whizzing on a dare
striking, shocking
shooting through the heart
of what the world needs dead
saturday, what a lovely day
running out of time on a saturday
what a lovely day
i feel the years and the money
trying to rake their fingers into me
o i wont let you make me like you
in the past began ascension
ow i'm here half up the mountian
should i fall will someone catch me,
or will i go tumbling down like boulders?
yes, i'm tired, i'm so much older
sometimes i think i'd like to set down my pack
sit on a rock, stare out away
for the rest of my days
become the clouds
but i set out to climb this mountain
and no i wont let you make me like you