Not feeling it today, with the world in dismay
chaos reigns supreme, the devil in his scheme
There is no escape from the Bay of Biscay to the cape
Israel in the east and Gaza in the west
when peace will come along, no one can guess
at rest in my bed sleeping soundly from the news
regretfully shaken with the blues
a single escape sets my soul at ease
travelling through space gathering my needs
at last arriving by shinrarta dezhra
shivering a cold so deep from the never
Jameson’s Memorial a wonderful sight to see
beauty of the Blue Danube as in a memory
an elegant waltz to welcome us all home
onto Sol, the Earth and Rome.
in a land of freedom with love and no war
then back to space, well that’s what dreams are for.
