Into the Mysteriously tomorrow
Where all the world is sorrow
Where wasted dreams & baggy jeans
Are all to beg or steal or borrow As the curtain was calling
And buildings were falling
Where blessed souls dwell in black holes
And live their lives abhorring We were bound together
With bonds tied forever
Till there came the time to end the sublime
'Sorry' I said 'but Never Never... Again' | 
