Do you hear the sirens? Do you see them burst?
Do you feel the fire? All the world’s a radioactive grave!
I can hear them crying, I can see the fear
I can see them dying, washed away by deadly gamma waves!
Do you hear them calling? Do you see them hurt?
Do you feel them falling? All the world’s a blazing funeral pyre!
I can hear the wailing! I can see the wrath!
I can see them failing, washed away by a scorching sea of fire!
She approaches like a vision
She says “Anna, do you hear me?”
But the picture’s always shuttered
All the distant thoughts that flutter to her
I can see them all, I can hear them call
And as she falls I lean to say goodbye
Ground, she movin’ under me.
Tidal waves out on the sea.
Sulphur smoke up in the sky.
Pretty soon we learn to fly
Shannon is gone I hope she’s drifting out to sea
She always loved to swim away
Maybe she’ll find an island with a shady tree
Just like the one in our backyard
Mama tries hard to pretend
Things will get better again
Somehow she’s keeping it all inside her
I look to the sea,
Reflections in the waves spark my memory,
Some happy, some sad,
I think of childhood friends and the dreams we had,
We lived happily forever, so the story’s told,
But somehow we missed out on the pot of gold
But we’ll try best that we can to carry on
Summer’s going fast, nights growing colder
Children growing up, old friends growing older
Freeze this moment a little bit longer
Make each sensation a little bit stronger
Experience slips away
Experience slips away…
The innocence slips away
Stay with me just a little bit longer
Lay with me til I’m a little bit stronger
Can’t face the night alone without love
Stay and have a little mercy on me
Tell me baby you won’t leave me lonely
Touch me in the morning then just walk away
We don’t have tomorrow but we had yesterday
Hey, wasn’t it me who said that nothing good’s gonna last forever?
And wasn’t it me who said let’s just be glad for the time together?
Yesterday, all my troubles were so far away,
Now it looks as though they’re here to stay
Well, imagine if Columbus had not dreamt the world was round,
And Armstrong had not walked upon the moon,
If John and Paul never wrote a song for “Yesterday,”
If all of them had given up too soon.
You don’t suppose there’d be room in here somewhere for me
I think I just need someone’s words to reassure me
I can’t change any of you-I can change myself
The man had something strange about him
He should have let me know
Oh Columbus, I wish I’d never let you go
All the little chicks with the crimson lips say, “Cleveland rocks! Cleveland rocks!”
The farms of Ohio
Had been replaced by shopping malls
And Muzak filled the air
From Seneca to Cuyahoga Falls
I said, ay, oh, way to go, Ohio
Tin soldiers and Nixon coming
We’re finally on our own.
This summer I hear the drumming,
Four dead in Ohio.
This land is the land of ours, this river runs red over it
We are not your allies, we cannot defend
This is where they walked
This is where they swam
Take a picture here
Take a souvenir
Cuyahoga
Cuyahoga, gone
This land is your land, this land is my land,
From California to the New York island;
From the red wood forest to the Gulf Stream waters;
This land was made for you and me.
I’ve got three ships and sixty men
A course for ports unread
I’ll stand at mast, let north winds blow
Till half of us are dead
Land ho!
Wooden ships on the water, very free and easy
Easy, you know the way it’s supposed to be
Silver people on the shoreline, let us be
Talkin’ 'bout very free and easy
We are sailing, we are sailing,
home again 'cross the sea.
We are sailing stormy waters,
to be near you, to be free.
Got out of town on a boat, going to Southern islands.
Sailing a reach before a following sea.
She was making for the trades on the outside, and the downhill run to Papeete.
Off the wind on this heading lie the Marquesas,
we got eighty feet of the waterline, nicely making way.