The antique people are down in the dungeons
Run by machines and afraid of the tax
Their heads in the grave and their hands on their eyes
Hauling their hearts around circular tracks
Pretending forever their masquerade towers
Are not really riddled with widening cracks
And I wave goodbye to iron
And smile hello to the air
O the new children dance ------ I am young
All around the balloons ------ I will live
Swaying by chance ------ I am strong
To the breeze from the moon ------ I can give
Painting the sky ------ You the strange
With the colors of sun ------ Seed of day
Freely they fly ------ Feel the change
As all become one ------ Know the Way
The velocity addicts explode on the highways
Ignoring the journey and moving so fast
Their nerves fall apart and they gasp but can't breathe
They run from the cops of the skeleton past
Petrified by tradition in a nightmare they stagger
Into nowhere at all and they look up aghast
And I wave goodbye to speed
And smile hello to a rose
O the new children play ------ I am young
Under the juniper trees ------ I will live
Sky blue or gray ------ I am strong
They continue at ease ------ I can give
Moving so slow ------ You the strange
That serenely they can ------ Seed of day
Gracefully grow ------ Feel the change
And yes still understand ------ Know the Way
The king and the queen in their castle of billboards
Sleepwalk down the hallways dragging behind
All their possessions and transient treasures
As they go to worship the electronic shrine
On which is playing the late late commercial
In that hollowest house of the opulent blind
And I wave goodbye to Mammon
And smile hello to a stream
O the new children buy ------ I am young
All the world for a song ------ I will live
Without a dime ------ I am strong
To which they belong ------ I can give
Nobody owns ------ You the strange
why'd that woman leave me for a lesser kind
if you don't know now, then you never will
is what she said
she said i didn't listen
well i know that that's untrue
she said i didn't understand her
well i guess that you do
well i guess you do
summer came around
her old blanket on the floor
i woke to the slamming of the door
then the rain came
and i just let it pour all over me
sometimes i get to thinking
i've been wronged by my own kind
downed by my own undertakings
now i'm down by the water, black water
and i'm looking in
she said i wouldn't miss her
well you know that that's unfair
she said i wasn't there for her
well i never would have been there
no sir, if not for her
summer comes around
and i miss that woman more
i guess i'll get me somewhere by the fall
when the rain comes
well i'll just let it pour all over me
sometimes i get to thinking
i'm a hurting kind of guy
why'd that woman leave me for a lesser kind
if you don't know now, then you never will
is what she said
summer comes around
and i miss that woman more
i guess i'll get me somewhere by the fall
when the rain comes
well i'll just let it pour all over me