Seasons of smoke from the cooling towers
Bees in the yolk of a tall sunflower
Look at the beauty of life unaware
CinemaScope from the arm of a chair
Then by the morning the dawn will declare
We are everywhere
Sand on the waves of the cool clear blue water
Bitumen warmth for the sons and the daughters
Breath in the beauty of choice everywhere
Dandelion seeds parachute in the air
Then by the morning the dawn will declare
We are everywhere
Look at the beauty of life unaware
Breath in the beauty of choice everywhere
CinemaScope from the arm of a chair
Dandelion seeds parachute in the air
Then by the morning the dawn will declare
We are everywhere
We are everywhere