Who might know the passage of a goddess?
What might make these mortal lives aware?
Well she might be the poet in the corner store
Or the catholic girl or the two bit whore
When the children sing they know everything
But they don?t know the joy that your name may bring
And still they sing
Ah ah ah ahhhhh ahhh
Ah ah ah ahhhh ah
Ah ah ah ah ah ahhhh
And when the ship that sails upon our ocean
Sets sail for the center of our sun
Well it just might make our mornings that much brighter
And her fingertips of rose might light on everyone
But they won't touch the bums on the avenue
Or the killer on the corner but they might touch you
When the children sing they know everything
But they don?t know the joy that your name may bring
And still they sing
Ah ah ah ahhhhh ahhh
Ah ah ah ahhhh ah
Ah ah ah ah ah ahhhh
And if the wise men come to pay you homage
When the law comes knocking on your door
Well tell them that you're sleeping
Thinking very deeply
Run away and hide in the chapel dawn
Smile, like you smiled for me
Dance, through the mist with me
Turn your head so you might not see the pain
Of a goddess alone in the rain
When the children sing they know everything
But they don?t know the joy that your name may bring
And still they sing
Still they sing
Still they sing
Still they sing
Still they sing
Still they sing
Still they sing
Still they sing
Still they sing
Still they sing
Still they sing
Still they sing
Still they sing
Still they sing
Still they sing
Still they sing
Still they sing
Still they sing
Still they sing - FADE OUT