Galileo's head was on the block.
Crime was looking up the truth.
And as the bombshells of my daily fears explode,
I try to trace them to my youth.
And then you had to bring up reincarnation
Over a couple of beers the other night.
And now I'm serving time for mistakes
Made by another in another lifetime.
How long till our souls get it right?
Can any human being ever reach that kind of light?
I call on the resting soul of Galileo
King of night vision, king of insight.
And then I think about my fear of motion
WHich I never could explain.
Someone who flew across the ocean years ago
Must have crashed his little airplane.
I'm not making a joke, you know me
I take everything so seriously
If we wait for the time till all souls get it right
Then at least I know there'll nuclear annihilation
In the nighttime I'm still not right.
I offer thanks to those before me.
That's all I've got to say.
'Cause maybe you squandered big bucks in your lifetime
Now I have to pay.
But then again it feels like some sort of inspiration
To let the next life off the hook.
But she'll say 'look what I have to overcome from my last life.;
I think I'll write a book.'
How long till my soul gets it right?
Does any human being ever reach the highest light?
Except for Galileo, and his restless soul
King of night vision, king of insight.
How long? (till my soul gets it right)
How long? (till my soul gets it right)
How long?

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