Em
sun’s up , uh huh , looks okay
A
the world survives into another day
Em
and i’m thinking about eternity
A
some kind of ecstasy got a hold on me
Em
i had another dream about lions at the door
A
they weren’t half as frightening as they were before
Em
but i’m thinking about eternity
A
some kind of ecstasy got a hold on me
Em
walls windows trees , waves coming through
A
you be in me and i’ll be in you
Em
together in eternity
A
some kind of ecstasy got a hold on me
Em
up among the firs where it smells so sweet
A
or down in the valley where the river used to be
Em
i got my mind on eternity
A
some kind of ecstasy got a hold on me
Em
and i’m wondering where the lions are . . .
A
i’m wondering where the lions are . . .
huge orange flying boat rises off a lake
[ from :
thousand – year – old petroglyphs doing a double take
pointing a finger at eternity
i’m sitting in the middle of this ecstasy
young men marching , helmets shining in the sun ,
polished as precise like the brain behind the gun
( should be! ) they got me thinking about eternity
some kind of ecstasy got a hold on me
and i’m wondering where the lions are . . .
i’m wondering where the lions are . . .
freighters on the nod on the surface of the bay
one of these days we’re going to sail away ,
going to sail into eternity
some kind of ecstasy got a hold on me
and i’m wondering where the lions are . . .
i’m wondering where the lions are . . .
Em
sun’s up , uh huh , looks okay
A
the world survives into another day
Em
and i’m thinking about eternity
A
some kind of ecstasy got a hold on me
Em
i had another dream about lions at the door
A
they weren’t half as frightening as they were before
Em
but i’m thinking about eternity
A
some kind of ecstasy got a hold on me
Em
walls windows trees , waves coming through
A
you be in me and i’ll be in you
Em
together in eternity
A
some kind of ecstasy got a hold on me
Em
up among the firs where it smells so sweet
A
or down in the valley where the river used to be
Em
i got my mind on eternity
A
some kind of ecstasy got a hold on me
Em
and i’m wondering where the lions are . . .
A
i’m wondering where the lions are . . .
huge orange flying boat rises off a lake
[ from :
thousand – year – old petroglyphs doing a double take
pointing a finger at eternity
i’m sitting in the middle of this ecstasy
young men marching , helmets shining in the sun ,
polished as precise like the brain behind the gun
( should be! ) they got me thinking about eternity
some kind of ecstasy got a hold on me
and i’m wondering where the lions are . . .
i’m wondering where the lions are . . .
freighters on the nod on the surface of the bay
one of these days we’re going to sail away ,
going to sail into eternity
some kind of ecstasy got a hold on me
and i’m wondering where the lions are . . .
i’m wondering where the lions are . . .
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