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Many years ago he looked out through a glassless window. |
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All that he could see was Babylon. |
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Beautiful green fields and dreams, |
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And learn to measure the stars. |
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But there was a worry in his heart. |
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He said, |
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How could it come to this? |
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I'm really worried about living. |
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How could it come to this? |
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Yeah I really want to know about this. |
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Is it like today? |
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Then there came a day. |
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It moved out 'cross the Mediterranean. |
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Came to western isles and the Greek young men. |
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And with their silver beards they laughed |
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At the unknown universe. |
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They could sit and guess God's name. |
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But they said, |
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How could it come to this? |
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We're really worried about living. |
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How could it come to this. |
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Yeah, we really want to know about this. |
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Is it like today? |
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Then there followed days of Kings, Empires and revolution. |
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Blood just looks the same when you open the veins. |
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But sometijmes it was faith, power or reason as the cornerstone. |
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But the furrowed brow has never left his face. |
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He said, |
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How could it come to this? |
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We've been living in a landslide! |
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How could it come to this? |
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Yeah, we really want to know about this. |
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Is it like today? |
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Then there came a day, man packed up, |
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Flew off from the planet. |
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He went to the moon, |
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Now he's out in space, |
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Hey, fixing all the problems. |
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He comes face to face with God. |
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How could it come to this? |
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I'm really worried 'bout my creation. |
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How did it comes to this? |
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You 're really killing me, you know. |
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It isn't just today? |
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Is it like today? |
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Is it like today? |
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Bang! |
