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In every waking hour

From the heights of ivory towers

The curious appear to know my call

While in the land of night

As vicious villains set their sights

They're all for one and one for all

Always the taller looms subordinates

Shall have their moon

Too soon to wonder

If they'll form a building in their plight

As sure as business men fly

In their screaming jets jungle seas

While men lay naked in their main

Brought up through vine and trees

Watching the time the flyers live American Express

While in the natives hands

It's kept within and nothing less

The cycle of the years, beyond that road appears

Revolution in that day, come back to wider plains

And why the fools and fallen rain

Stay leading where they law

Reflect the majesty of clouds

Straight on their feet again

Where the men may ride the rain

With every foe and every drop

Come to the sorry showers

If castles in the sky must fall

Broken by the way to go

The fallen rain above the sea and land

He took the lowest bloom

Nurturing the glowing tune

And driving down the mountains

Where they stand

The cycle of the years, beyond that road appears

Revolution in that day, come back to wider plains

Steady as the sleeper turns

From right time's bed he slowly burns

He grows and facing to the silent sun

While a maternal maid rise above the endless days

Stars shine again and sing their silent song

You must end what you've begun

To run like father not like son

The weather vane of life will change the tune

Stand behind, stand by your stone

The waves  have turned they've done your shore

Turning tide is gnawing at the highest dune

The cycle of the years, beyond that road appears

Revolution in that day, come back to wider plains