Galileo's head was on the block 
The crime was looking up for [bad word] 
And as the bombshells of my daily fears explode 
I try to trace them to my youth 

And then you had to bring up reincarnation 
Over a couple of beers the other night 
And now I'm serving time for mistakes 
Made by another in another lifetime 

How long till my soul gets it right 
Can any human being ever reach that kind of light 
I call on the resting soul of galileo 
King of night vision, king of insight 

And then I think about my fear of motion 
Which I never could explain 
Some other fool across the ocean years ago 
Must have crashed his little airplane 

How long till my soul gets it right 
Can any human being ever reach that kind of light 
I call on the resting soul of galileo 
King of night vision, king of insight 

I'm not making a joke, you know me 
I take everything so seriously 
If we wait for the time till all souls get it right 
Then at least I know there'll be no nuclear annihilation 
In my lifetime I'm still not right 

I offer thanks to those before me 
That's all I've got to say 
'Cause maybe you squandered big bucks in your lifetime 
Now I have to pay 
But then again it feels like some sort of inspiration 
To let the next life off the hook 
But she'll say "look what I had to [bad word] from my last life 
I think I'll write a book" 

How long till my soul gets it right 
Can any human being ever reach the highest light 
Except for Galileo God rest his soul 
(Except for the resting soul of Galileo) 
King of night vision, king of insight 

How long 
(Till my soul gets it right) 
[Til we reach the highest light] 
How long 
(Till my soul gets it right) 
[Til we reach the highest light] 
How long