Up From The Skies   





I just want to talk to you. I won't uh, do you no harm, 

I just want to know about your different lives, on  

this here people farm. 

    

I heard some of you got your families, living in  

cages tall & cold, 

And some just stay there and dust away, past the  

age of old. 

Is this true? Please let me talk to you. 

    

I just wanna know about, the rooms behind  

your minds, 

Do I see a vacuum there, or am I going blind? 

Or is it just remains from vibrations and echoes  

long ago, 

Things like 'Love the World' and 'Let your fancy 

flow', 

Is this true? Please let me talk to you. Let me  

talk to you. 

      

I have lived here before, the days of ice, 

And of course this is why I'm so concerned, 

And I come back to find the stars misplaced 

and the smell of a world that has burned. 

                                       

The smell of a world that has burned. 

      

Well, maybee, maybe it's just a change of  

climate. 

I can dig it, I can dig it baby, I just want to see. 

 

So where do I purchase my ticket, 

I would just like to have a ringside seat, 

I want to know about the new Mother Earth, 

I want to hear and see everything, 

I want to hear and see everything, 

I want to hear and see everything. 

Aw, shucks, 

If my daddy could see me now.