those herds of millions
roaming free on wild prairie
all that thunder sends
that coming lightning day
when the righteous sun
comes to claim us
as its own
heaven shall applaud
creator god
resume the universe
men cross vast oceans
searching for all the last gold
hoping for some lasting faze
dazed by every mirage
all those greener pastures
eyes glazed over
those herds of millions
old streams raging
through the dying clover
like a steam locomotive
driven by dreamy time
you see where we're going
all those desperate people
knowing their country is full
of bountiful crime
borders overflowing with shame
suffer all the poor children
bells aren't ringing in the church steeples
criminals are herding the sheep
the church crowd is a coward
not standing up to speak
I don't want to lose you
but I know you are forever gone
thundering across the wild prairie
running with those herds of millions
waiting for the sun to come
to claim the earth
along with all God's multi-trillions
while I wait alone in dreamtime
wond'ring what the lonely rebel moon divined
hi diddle diddle
this revolutionary multiverse
revelation universally rehearsed
that's how it's designed
when the deepest well goes dry
when resilience is absolutely denied
no matter how hard we pray
no matter how hard we try
don't mourn for the earth
don't cry for us
don't weep for the fatally wounded dove
we can't get any higher
it's only fire
it's only love

  

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