///*****/// [Intro] [Verse1] Nothing needs to be waited for, Just live as God sends it along, A bed is flying through the heavens, And in it aches—not my own stomach. I'll sit right next to the edge, Humming something quietly, wordless. We don't need paradise, you and I— It's too soon to live in paradise yet. [Chorus] We'll rest a while, then take flight To a land unearthly, a world beyond. Behind us—the Fourth Rome, Ahead—the next one in line. [Instrumental] [Verse2] Onward, idly and sinfully, We'll stretch out this brief little age, Where velvet-clad chosen ones rule Over hordes of the lame and the maimed. Don't be angry that I couldn't Shout loud enough to reach the skies. God must have decided it so: Not that I died—but that I rose again. [Chorus] We'll rest a while, then take flight To a land unearthly, a world beyond. Behind us—the Fourth Rome, Ahead—the next one in line. [Outro] [End]
