Rows of hou ses, all bea ring down on me I can feel their blue hands tou- ching me All these things in to po si tion All these things we'll one day swal low whole And fade out a gain and fade out This ma chine will, will not com mu ni cate These thoughts and the strain I am un der Be a world child, form a cir cle Be fore we all go un der And fade out a gain and fade out a gain A A a a a a a Cracked eggs, dead birds Scream as they fight for life I can feel death, can see its bea dy eyes All these things in to po si tion All these things we'll one day swal low whole And fade out a gain and fade out a gain A A a a a a a Im merse your soul in love Im merse your soul in love