Let the Sunshine in sing and play along

We starve, look at one another short of breath,

walking proudly in our winter coats,

Wearing smells from lab'ratories, facing a dying nation

of moving paper fantasy,

List'ning for the new told lies with supreme visions of lonely tunes.

Somewhere, inside something, there is a rush of greatness.

Who knows what stands in front of our lives;

I fashion my future on films in space.

Silence tells me secretly ev'rything,

ev'rything. Singing my space songs on a spiderweb sitar,

"Life is around you and in you."

Answer for Timothy

Leary, deary.

Let the sun shine,

Let the sun shine in, the sun

shine in.

Let the sun shine,

Let the sun shine in, the sun

shine in.