Watch her as her smile fades An idiot savant plays Rachmaninoff with champagne Composers of the last wave Now calculate in time space Your science fiction heart waits For Christ to reappear here Underneath the bar Now Mary Poppins' suitcase Packed full of children's playthings Commemorating last days Of spoonful's and of stars Now symbols of a new age That say "we've come to this place With slightly altered heartaches To prove we are alive" And I think they hear us now The Watchers in the shy With telescopes on us They're waiting for a sign So won't they kindly reach down And save us before we drown And take us in their care Far away from here Anytime her smile fades I think they hear us now
Written by: Jason Moore
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