The note of hope is the only note that can help us or save us from falling to the bottom of the heap of evolution, because, largely, about all a human being is, anyway, is just a hoping machine, a working machine...
Don't let anything knock your props out from under you always keep your mind clear let your plans come out of mistakes these are the plans and nothing can tear down made out of things that have already been torn down whatever you do, and wherever you go don't lose your grip on life and that means don't let any earthly calamities knock your dreamer and your hoping machine music is the language of the mind that travels it carries the key to the laws of time and space lonesome train whistling down the silent wail of wind life is the sound, creation has been a song but if you do wherever you go don't lose your grip on life, and that means don't let any earthly calamity knock your dreamer and hoping machine out of order out of order out of order out of order out of order out of order quick to manufacture new schemes and ideas faster than any turn a tide can wash you out word is the music and the people are the song tomorrows chances feel like a singing god if you do and wherever you go don't lose your grip on life and that means don't let any earthly calamities knock your dreamer and your hoping machine out of order out of order out of order out of order out of order out of order out of order out of order out of order out of order out of order out of order
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The note of hope is the only note that can help us or save us from falling to the bottom of the heap of evolution, because, largely, about all a human being is, anyway, is just a hoping machine, a working machine...
Don't let anything knock your props out from under you
always keep your mind clear let your plans come out of mistakes
these are the plans and nothing can tear down
made out of things that have already been torn down
whatever you do, and wherever you go
don't lose your grip on life and that means
don't let any earthly calamities
knock your dreamer and your hoping machine
music is the language of the mind that travels
it carries the key to the laws of time and space
lonesome train whistling down the silent wail of wind
life is the sound, creation has been a song
but if you do wherever you go
don't lose your grip on life, and that means
don't let any earthly calamity
knock your dreamer and hoping machine
out of order
out of order
out of order
out of order
out of order
out of order
quick to manufacture new schemes and ideas
faster than any turn a tide can wash you out
word is the music and the people are the song
tomorrows chances feel like a singing god
if you do and wherever you go
don't lose your grip on life and that means
don't let any earthly calamities
knock your dreamer and your hoping machine
out of order
out of order
out of order
out of order
out of order
out of order
out of order
out of order
out of order
out of order
out of order
out of order