From the recording Tin Can World
Lyrics
Smiling, sipping tea beside the lake
Eating orange flavoured cake
Before heading to the old town in the breeze
Beneath the spires that mingle with the trees
Strolling, down the cobbled streets ahead
Hearing words that Carl Jung said
That nothing’s as it seems
So don’t forget to listen to your dreams
And I’d smile all the way to my bed
Pausing, by the house where Lenin stood
Wishing only that I could
Tell him how the revolution came to pass
That nothing really changed
With the turning of the page
The human heart remains in its cage
And I’d think of him still turning in his grave
Walking, through the crowded market square
Avoiding any drunken stare
While everything around me moves so fast
And I’m caught between the present and the past