Swung form a chandelier
My planet sweet on a silver salver
Bailed out my worst fears
'Cos man has to be his own saviour
Blind sailors imprisoned jailers
God tamers no-one to blame us
The sky is blue
My hands untied
A world that's true
Throgh our clean eyes
Just look at you
With burning lips
Your living proof
At my fingertips
Walked on tidal wave
Laughed in the face of a brand new day
Food for survival thought
Mapped out the place
Where I'd planned to say
All the way well behaved
Just in case ti slips away
The sky is blue
My hands untied
A world that's true
Throgh our clean eyes
Just look at you
With burning lips
Your living proof
At my fingertips
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