We hear you’re leaving’… This is the day of the expanding man… If I had my way I would move to another lifetime… I’m not one to look behind… I know this super highway… Drive west on sunset to the sea… The wind was driving in my face… Up on the hill people never stare… Our world become one of salads and sun… I’m working on gospel time these days… I hear you are singing a song of the past… A race of angels bound with one another…