Perpetual invention
A gentle persuasion
Mechanically transmitted thoughts play upon my mind
So how I am mystified
Or cunningly hypnotised
Unwittingly drawn to its side by the light of immortal eyes
A startling reaction
A cool satisfaction
Magnetically pulling my soul through the atmosphere
A presence that's so divine
And yet there's no space or time
Confusion is ruling I'm lost and control is no longer mine
Lightning may have striked me
But somehow it seems more likely
It's the Force
May have lost my reason
But to me it feels so pleasing
It's the Force
When you feel it coming
And your heart can't keep from drumming
It's no good to go on running
From the Force
Stirring up your senses
In a mist of present tenses
And yet sparing no expenses
That's the Force
Feel the Force
