History recalls how great the fall can be

While everybody's sleeping, the boats put out to sea

Borne on the wings of time

It seemed the answers were so easy to find

"To late," the prophets (profits) cry

The island's sinking, let's take to the sky

Called the man a fool, striped him of his pride

Everyone was laughing up until the day he died

And though the wound went deep

Still he's calling us out of our sleep

My friends, we're not alone

He waits in silence to lead us all home

So tell me that you find it hard to grow

Well I know, I know, I know

And you tell me that you've many seeds to sow

Well I know, I know, I know

Can you hear what I'm saying

Can you see the parts that I'm playing

"Holy Man, Rocker Man, Come on Queenie,

Joker Man, Spider Man, Blue Eyed Meanie"

So you found your solution

What will be your last contribution?

"Live it up, rip it up, why so lazy?

Give it out, dish it out, let's go crazy,

Yeah!"