Let The Sunshine

"We starve look

At one another short of breath

Walking proudly in our winter coats

Wearing smells from laboratories

Facing a dying nation

Of moving paper fantasies

Listening for the new-told lies

With supreme visions

Of lonely tunes

Somewhere
Inside something there is

A rush of greatness

Who knows what stands in front

Of our lives

I fashion my future

On films in space

(Silence tells me secretly

Everything)... Everything...

Gerome Ragni & James Rado