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Intro

 The Children of the summer's end

Gathered in the dampened grass

 We played Our songs and felt the London sky

Resting on our hands it was God's land

 It was ragged and naive it was Heaven

Touch, We touched the very soul

 Of holding each and every life

 We claimed the very source of joy ran through

 It didn't, but it seemed that way

 I kissed a lot of people that day

Oh, to capture just one drop

 Of all the ecstasy that swept that afternoon

 To paint that love upon a white balloon

 And fly it from the toppest top of all the tops

 That man has pushed beyond his brain

 Satori must be something just the same

 We scanned the skies with rainbow eyes

 And saw machines of every shape and size

 We talked with tall Venusians passing through

 And Peter tried to climb aboard

 But the Captain shook his head

 And away they soared

Climbing through the ivory vibrant cloud

Someone passed some bliss among the crowd

 And We walked back to the road, unchained

WEIRD BIT

 The sun machine is coming down, and we're gonna have a party, ah ah ah

 The sun machine is coming down, and we're gonna have a party, ah ah ah

 The sun machine is coming down, and we're gonna have a party, ah ah ah

 The sun machine is coming down, and we're gonna have a party, ah ah ah

Repeat until fade out...