SCI Fi Rock #1

Lyrics by Howard Anshell

I feel the cosmic voice

Deep inside my bones:

I’m the one who makes the choice,

Since I’m the one who’s going! I feel my

Joints start to loosen,

My head begins to swell--

I’m feeling a million things,

But now I can tell!

Looking below I can see the back of my head

But if that’s me down there

Can I be up here instead?

My head is spinning around

Looking in the glass

Could it be that this day has

Already been the last ?

The face in the mirror

Appears my double

I wonder does he now think

That he’s in trouble?

His head is below me, too.

Who can I trust?

Is he flying around here, too,

Or am I simply us?

There’s a choice to make:

Which is the real?

I guess I might just be in for another

Spin of the wheel! So I’m going

Down,

Back to my cells--

I’m going to need a story to tell!

There’s places I have to go

Things I need to say--

Tell the world that I love it true,

But I’ve got to leave some day …

I have traveled

Deep within the well.

I have heard there’s a good about and I know

I want to help!

Deep beneath the moaning soil,

Where once great cities stood ,

There, I’m told, the fight goes on

Between the bad and the good.

Deep beneath the pyramids

There lies another race…

Were the Incan temples

Built by men from outer space ?

Help me read the messages

Written on the stones;

If I can, I’ll lend a hand,

Vibrate to the tone.

I remember traveling through the stars,

Landing in the water and calling it ours.

I remember endless days,

Till the sun’s death-dealing rays

Broke right through the atmospheres,

Bringing with them

Aging years.

We climbed through caves

But few were saved

And those that stayed just weren’t the same

They turned to war, and used machines

To sour human thoughts and dreams!

Now there is no more time to wait;

No time left to hesitate –

We cannot win, we cannot lose;

All that we can do is

Choose.

As I look around ,

This could be home—

There is a pattern through this world, and

I’ve got to find it

Alone !