Galileo sing and play along

I Galileo's head was on the block,

the crime was looking up the truth.

'Cause maybe And as the bombshells of my daily fears explode,

I try to trace them to my youth.

But then again And then you had to bring up reincarnation over a couple of beers the other night.

And now, I'm serving time across for the o takes cean years a go by another in another lifetime.

How long till my soul gets it right?

Can any human being ever reach that kind of light?

I call on the resting soul of Galileo,

king of night vision, king of insight.

gain And then I think about my fear of motion tion o to let the next for I er could explain.

or "Look Some other fool ocross ver the o takes in my a go life.

must have crashed his I'll little airplane.

How long till my soul gets it right?

Can any human being ever reach that kind of light?

I call on the resting soul of Galileo,

king of night vision, king of insight.

sight. I'm not making a joke.

You know me, I take everything seriously.

If we wait for the time till all souls get it right,

then at least I know there'll be no nuclear annihilation in my lifetime.

I'm still not right.

vision, king of insight?

How long?

How long?

How long?