( Mike Howlett )
Towers tumbled — all the buildings crumbled
Volcanoes rumbled
Insurance salesman mumbled
Ballerians bumbled — all the heroes stumbled
Politicians fumbled
Suddenly a hand held out — take a ticket tout
It was a chart — it was a card
And those are your instructions
And what he offered in his hand
It was a diagram — master plan
A secret plan for your deduction
Crystals shatter — all the singers chatter
While the drums just clatter
Your silken raiment’s tatter
While all the poets chatter — «Oh, it doesn’t matter»
Please ignore the latter
Settle back you’re growing fatter
Oh you know you’ve got no conception
Well, you’re far out in space
I see you trying to trace a design
Of your heart on the stars
On the open ocean — like an open book
See the feeble fumble for a better look
See the sheep shake
In their sleep wake
Not an earthquake
Or a death wake
And all the while — through the testing and the trials
She smiles
Eternity smiles…