May 2015
There is nothing to fear
I don't even think we'll be here when the oceans return to the sand and when the water you drink. coloured green, blue and black makes you sick to the stomach and you fight back the urge to be sick,
pick any number an Unter den Linden, sing me a song of the tree, sit for a time and recite me a rhyme but let me get home for my tea.
There is nothing to fear if we're here when we fall we won't feel it at all we'll be doped out on nuclear fizzics, physically incapable of escape from the inescapable we shall sit and we'll all have a ball.
I don't even think we'll be here when the oceans return to the sand and when the water you drink. coloured green, blue and black makes you sick to the stomach and you fight back the urge to be sick,
pick any number an Unter den Linden, sing me a song of the tree, sit for a time and recite me a rhyme but let me get home for my tea.
There is nothing to fear if we're here when we fall we won't feel it at all we'll be doped out on nuclear fizzics, physically incapable of escape from the inescapable we shall sit and we'll all have a ball.
