What’s it gonna take What’s it gonna take To free, the sea, celestial bodies
From way down here it looks so small From up there it looks so small One peculiar organism, aren’t we all together
Everybody steps on ants Everybody eats the plants Everybody knows to dance even with just one finger
What’s it gonna take What’s it gonna take To free, the sea, celestial bodies
When I took another look The past was not a history book That was just my linear perception Ash to ask and dust to dusk Dime a dozen, aren’t we just And a dozen dimes will buy a crust of garlic bread
What’s it gonna take What’s it gonna take To free, the sea, celestial bodies
When I say celestial I mean extra-terrestrial I mean accepting the alien you’ve rejected in your own heart
When I say heart I mean finished The last one there is a potato Knish Baking too long in the sun of spud infinity
When I say infinity I mean now Kiss the one you are right now Kiss your body up and down other than your elbows
‘Cause as for your elbows they are your own Wandering like a rolling stone Rubbing up the edges of experience
What’s it gonna take What’s it gonna take What’s it gonna take What’s it gonna take To free, the sea, celestial bodies