Rapids we fly at speed of light
We ponder complex made by might
When seeded thought remains unsight
Our time we spend, no day or night
Our minds are on an elsewhere thing
We try to find a molten wing

But through the dark we see the fight
We know it’s not the final plight
For all the wrongs we try to right
No hydrogen, sulphuric nitrite
Our minds are on an elsewhere thing
We try to find a fallen bring

And try, and try, yes that’s our thing
Generations, sensations and mighty fling
We never suffer, but all else think
It’s judt hard work, no minor kink
Our minds are on an elsewhere thing
We try to find a golden bing

We wring our hands as if we’re not
The great minds that our world thinks ought
But true, yes true, we’re seldom caught
And yet for ever end be sought
Our minds are on an elsewhere thing
We see the sun, with mind not ink!