Watery eyes of the last sighing seconds,
Blue reflections mute and dim
Beckon tearful child of wonder to
Repentance of the sin.
And the blind and lusty lovers of the great
Eternal lie
Go on believing nothing, since something
Has to die.
And the ape's curiosity money power wins
And the yellow soft mountains move under him.

I'm with you LEM 'though it's a shame that it
Had to be you.
The mother ship is just a blip from a trip
Made for two.
I'm with you boys, so please employ
Just a little extra care.
It's on my mind; I'm left behind when I
Should have been there
Walking with you.

And the limp face hungry viewers fight to
Fasten with their eyes
Like the man hung from the trapeze whose
Fall will satisfy.
And congratulate each other on their rare
And wondrous deed
That their begrudged money bought to sow
the monkey seed.
And the yellow soft mountains grow very still,
Witness as intrusion the humanoid thrill.

I'm with you LEM 'though it's a shame that it
Had to be you.
The mother ship is just a blip from a trip
Made for two.
I'm with you boys, so please employ
Just a little extra care.
It's on my mind; I'm left behind when I
Should have been there
Walking with you
With you. With you