Staring at the second wind
I've had my share, I've made amends
Not too suave, but understand
A plain go round chameleon
And strangers, they stop and stare
At the earth, familiar
Images that can't compare
To the real thing
In the air
We need light, it's far too dark
Open your eyes and use that spark
In no need of decadence
Of potpourri, of elephants
And strangers, they stop and stare
At the earth, familiar
Images that can't compare
To the real thing
In the air
And everybody stops and stares
They say I am not from here
Images that can't compare
To the real thing
In the air