作词 : Belew, Fripp, Gunn, Mastelotto
Pain day sky beauty die black joy love
Empty day life die pain passion joy black
Day hate beauty die life joy ache empty day pain die love passion joy black light
And if God is dead what am I?
A fleck of dirt on the wing of a fly
Hurtling to earth
Through a hole in the sky
A hole in the sky
And if Warhol's a genius, what am I?
A speck of lint on the ***** of an alien
Buried in gelatin
Beneath the sands of Venus
Time sun hurt trust peace dark rage sad
White rain sun anger hurt soft Trust night
Rage rain white hope dark sacred sun time trust hurt rage anger rain white light
And if a bird can speak, who once was a dinosaur
And a dog can dream, should it be implausible
That a man might supervise?
The construction of light
Construction of light
Pain day sky beauty die black joy love
Empty time sun hurt trust peace
Dark rage sad white rain hate
Anger hope sacred passion life night ache soft light