How far will we go on Monday
I asked ’cause our speed had increased
That germ of transcendence is always
Within us at least
I know we’ve got to keep on going
A fast car won’t ever rust
And these hands of invisible organic forces
Are pushing and pulling us
Its a long way, through kali-yuga
Age of iron, cooled in the ocean
And the mountains, are for exploring
Devils have danced on my door step
While angels have sung in my yard
And wise men are hiding in mountains
While most of us are working too hard
Speed is our last great invention
We race and we roll to arrive
By mineral mountain magnet and meteor
Its hard enough to just get by
Its a long way through kali-yuga
Age of iron, cooled in the ocean
And the mountains, are for exploring….

Words by Trevor Garrod

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