Where lies the heart
 Where liest the soul
 Of all that God’s created

 Rivers don’t flow
 Flowers don’t grow
 Is men around to waste it

 Don’t ask me how
 When the spriit slips away

 Cos it’s really over
 And the fire turns into a flame
 When the spirit slips away
 Really over
 Like a fire into a flame
 When the sprit slips away

 Living on dreams
 No eye for the sky
 Isn’t it time to change it

 And what is [bad word] 
 Of the unborn child
 Now it’s time to face it

 Don’t ask me how
 But time [bad word] to fight

 The son of the whale
 Is fading away
 There is still time to save it

 Colours turn pale
 without a heart
 for all that God’s created

 Cos it’s really over
 And the fire turns into a flame
 When the spirit slips away
 Really over
 Like a fire into a flame
 When the sprit slips away

 When the spirit slips away
 Really over
 Like a fire into a flame
 When the sprit slips away

 Don’t ask me how
 But time [bad word] to fight

 Cos it’s really over
 And the fire turns into a flame
 When the spirit slips away
 Really over
 Like a fire into a flame
 When the sprit slips away

 When the spirit slips away
 Really over
 Like a fire into a flame
 When the sprit slips away