Think Escape

 

Think Escape, Think Escape, Awake

 

Don’t you know see what you’re doing

Don’t you know, what you have done

You are a killing thing America, and you think, you’re having fun

You can’t run your fingers through cement

You can’t play baseball on tar 

All I want is a drink of water, but I can’t dig that far

Seasons seem to be changing, summer, winter

No spring, no fall

Mother Nature has tried to warn us but I think we’ve

Gone too far

Think Escape, Think Escape Think Escape, Think Escape

Awake

 

The birds that fly high don’t know there they’re flying so they fly

Directly into the sun

The world is in its darkest hour and the blame falls on number one

So off we go to our cosmic destination, you know life

On this planet never really begun

And the people you called lazy, will become the mystical ones

Fly and find the answers, try and find the way

To escape, it’s not too late

 

Think Escape, Think Escape, Think Escape, Think Escape

Think Escape, Think Escape, Think Escape, Think Escape

 

 

                                                           Glen Miller 1980