My foot in the street
walking in the sun
reaching for the sky
yesterday I have said
- it’s love, baby -
Now I hide for covered sympathy
Grooving on the grass
playing around
people holding flowers
Some of the people
some of the people
with plastic hand bags
and plastic dreams
destroying their lives
Suddenly a man
no one even known
comes to me and says
come with me
and you will find God’s hands
Some of the people
some of the people
with plastic hand bags
and plastic dreams
destroying their lives
Plastics nevermore
in my life again
so I’m leaving town
and go to find God
and School of Truth