40 years and still seems everything's okay
Just ask the question that will make it go away
You still can't change it with a waving of your hand
It comes to mean that everything is surely planned
They're sending me a picture of the moon
And star-mapped skies for travellers in tune
With all that falls beneath us from the sky*
Be steady light, shine bright behind my eyes
Answer the question: Is it straight or in a line?
Or still a spiral not aware of such a sign
And with the gravity that seems to pull us down
There is awareness to align us with the ground
Just ask the question that will make it go away
You still can't change it with a waving of your hand
It comes to mean that everything is surely planned
They're sending me a picture of the moon
And star-mapped skies for travellers in tune
With all that falls beneath us from the sky*
Be steady light, shine bright behind my eyes
Answer the question: Is it straight or in a line?
Or still a spiral not aware of such a sign
And with the gravity that seems to pull us down
There is awareness to align us with the ground