We starve, look at one another short of breath

Walking proudly in our winter coats

Wearing smells from laboratories

Facing a dying nation of moving paper fantasy

Listening for the new-told lies

With supreme visions of lonely tunes

Somewhere, inside something, there is a rush of greatness

Who knows what stands in front of our lives

I fashion my future on films in space

Silence tells me secretly everything, everything

Manchester England, England

Manchester England, England

     Eyes, look your last

Across the Atlantic sea

     Arms, take your last embrace

And I'm a genius, genius

     And lips, oh you, the doors

I believe in God

     Of breath, seal with a righteous kiss

And I believe that God believes in Claude

     Seal with a righteous kiss

That's me, that's me

     The rest is silence

That's me

     The rest is silence

     The rest is silence

{Repeat First Verse}

Singing our space songs on a spider-web sitar

Life is around you and in you

Answer for Timothy Leary, dearie

Let the sunshine

Let the sunshine in, the sunshine in…