And then you had to bring up
reincarnation
Over a couple of beers the
other night
And now I'm serving time for
mistakes
Made by another in another
lifetime
How long till my soul gets
it right? Can any human
being ever reach that kind
of light? I call on the
resting soul of
Galileo
King of night vision, king
of insight
Then I think about my fear
of motion
Which I never could explain
Some other fool across the
ocean years ago
Must have crashed his little
airplane
How long till my soul gets
it right?
Can any human being ever reach
that kind of light?
I call on the resting soul
of Galileo
King of night vision, king
of insight
I'm not making a joke, you
know me
I take every - thing
so seriously
If we wait for the time till
all souls get it right
Then at least I know there'll
be no nuclear annihilation
in my lifetime; I'm still
not right
I offer thanks to those before
me
That's all I've got to say
'Cause maybe you squandered
big bucks in your lifetime
Now I have to pay
But then again it feels like
some sort of inspiration
To let the next life off the
hook
She'll say, "look what I had
to overcome from my last life
I think I'll write a book"
How long till my soul gets
it right?
Can any human being ever reach
the highest light?
Except for the resting soul...
(God rest his soul)
King of night vision, king
of insight
How long till my soul gets
it right...
How long till I meet that
highest light...
How long?
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