Forever

Earth is like a church without a preacher

The people have to pray for themselves

Animals and birds cannot help them

Trees and plants have nothing new to say

Planets are just bumbles, floating carelessly

Streets lined up with boxes, so it seems

Lined up there forever by their buildings

Standing in the way of children's dreams

So I made my way down this highway

Stopping now to rest and then to eat

Trying not to damage that that's in my way

Lookin' for a way to be complete

That's how it ends in the beginning

That's how I plan to say goodbye

Leavin' bells just as they were ringing

I'm not trying to make something die

My friend Al got the message

Sent it down that street with the boxes on

Lined up there forever, filled with thinkers

Working on solutions here and gone

I really want to make a difference

Trying now to help him with the work

Originating in the heart of something

Worth keeping in the soul when it gets hurt

As we keep on building roads of boxes

To think inside of what we will

With increasing distance from the foxes

From the wolves and whip-poor-wills

And from the crows

And all the sea creatures

Mermaids and the galleons of war

Crossing over onto waves of fortunes

To finally crash upon the shore

Upon the shore

Upon the shore

On the shore

On the shore

On the shore

Rescued there by primitive tribesman

Living in round triangles forevermore

Never ever in a straight line

And always on the road to Heaven's door

Will the clouds and the rains come in torrents

And will the winds blow forever

On the shore

Over the dry land between the castles

Or the herds of horses grazing on the clover

Earth is like a church without a preacher

Without a preacher

Earth is like a church without a preacher

Without a preacher

Earth is like a church

Earth is like a church

Earth is like a church