Don´t talk about religion. Someone says I gotta run. Quicksilver wing express, compresses time. They´ll put your keys and letters, in a capsule underground.
Your diaries and rosaries to find.
Tell me, can you see it? Would (won´t) you run Johnny, run. Tell them it´s easy (you´ll see it), When your heart is light and young. Stepchild to lead us, The procession´s begun toward that bright white oasis in the sun.
Don´t talk about the weather. Why the salmon didn´t run. We´ll watch the children play, through filtered light. The emerald green sequoias, just a statue made of bronze. Like tapestries of dynasties gone by.
(x2) Tell me, can you see it? Would (won´t) you run Johnny, run. Tell them it´s easy (you´ll see it), When your heart is light and young. Stepchild to lead us, The procession´s begun toward that bright white oasis in the sun.