| First the planet, a star
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| Suspended in the realm of infinity
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| Soul and light charged together
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| In form called life adorned
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| To which the world offered a home
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| Once made for love
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| And love alone
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| For you, for me
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| For you, for me
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| It did not stop there, we are form
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| The magic body, that soft machine
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| Acclimatised with vision
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| And just enough thought to begin the test
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| To learn and just in front
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| The source of indifference
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| To the song of knowledge ever sung
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| For you, for me
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| For you, for me
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| The climate in itself creates a sound so volatile
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| It makes these words seem clueless forever more
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| But if in honesty it takes just one dream
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| To evaluate the chance of choice
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| Dispelling the clear light
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| Invincible
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| Impregnable
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| For you, for me
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| For you, for me
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| Hear it
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| Down through the age of time
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| The moment is not and never shall be time
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| We each revolve around the magnitude
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| Of time and motion
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| The point of all is of course not for our earthly talk
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| For we stand, we walkk, we kick, we provoke
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| We council, we destroy, we look, we employ
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| We say, here we are and why
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| No ther life form asks why
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| Hear me
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| Hear me
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| Oh yes! |
| you critics of life and love
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| You stallions of the pen and more
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| While you spew your dry thoughts
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| On poets of nature, hang them low
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| Scoff with glee the unfortunate mass
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| You say stil lclings to the treasures of the past
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| And music
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| For you, for me
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| For you, for me
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| You hear it now
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| You hear it now
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| I hear you now |