New morning lookin’ down upon the world
Railroads blossom with flags of green unfurled
Down into the valley of greed, elated
Through fields of green and to the moon!
Your endless fire, by mankind carefully stated
Why, love, are you about to be leaving so soon?
Minds are set with great deeds, and they’re all around us
As free as a bird, but none of them are trying to be sold
And though they remain caged, soon they’ll break loose
Outskirts of society’ll never turn back to the state they were told
Buried in dust, like the world you once created
Hidden in basements, attics and rooms
Your extinguished candles, like the ones you once hated
Oh why, love, are you about to be leaving so soon?
