People run like tired lemmings headed for the sea
Borders of imagination keeping them from seeing things
Ancient guards in greying fortresses of old ideas
Standing guard on treasure that has long since
Disappeared from use
Oh we have got to find something better
Oh people we got to find something better
People run like tired lemmings they don't see the sun
Shadow pictures drive them on and keep them on the run
Shafts of gleaming light held high and no one sees them
Still
Oh we have got to find something better
Oh people we got to find something better
Long ago and far away the words ring like a bell
Stories poems books and songs have used these words and
Use them still
Long ago and far away is where most of us dwell
Time has chased us all away and left today under its
Spell
Oh we have got to find something better
Oh people we got to find something better
