Something's creeping in my mind
Something's sleeping in my heart
Like a vision of after-war
wind vacant factory
See the burning dress
See the symbol melts
Lost and low
Lost and low
Absent friend in my mind
Like a spiritual need
Absent friend in my eyes
spiritual healing
Absent friend in my brain
Touching the holy hand
Absent friend in my frame
Touching the inland
Should I wait for the judgement day
To know the real answer

The vision of the new world
See the shining star
That dances with the sould
light in the blank [bad word] But disappeared away
And it never, never came back
Absent friend in my mind
Like a spiritual need
Absent friend in my eyes
spiritual healing
Absent friend in my brain
Touching the holy hand
Absent friend in my frame
Touching the inland
Maybe he'll look and talk
In another clean world
The believer knows the way Maybe, maybe