Hull-Phillipson
Columbus sailed the ocean, at the age of seventeen,
And he must have had a vison, and he must have had a dream.
The wise men and the prophets, frozen in their ways,
Tried to turn him back again, as a way of saving face.
So they sent him out a message, and the message was so clear
If you go chasing rainbows, you're not welcome here.
And I heard he was a bad man, with his finger in the pie,
But they knew he'd be home again, there was something in his eyes.
And I've seen the veil of darkness, coming across the sky
Rising in the east, where the sun used to shine.
Just when I get to thinkin', it's all been a waste of time,
The most beautiful thing in the world, cuts this heart of mine.
Now poor old Mother Russia, couldn't keep her children fed,
When she saw she couldn't feed them, she walked the streets instead.
So Boris build a castle, with Joseph on the door,
To try to erase the memory, but their mother was a whore.
And the poor are always with us, I heard somebody said,
No matter how much you feed them, they'll still be underfed.
One thing to remember, when evening the score
There are none so equal as, those who was so poor.
And I've seen the veil of darkness, coming across the sky
Rising in the east, where the sun used to shine.
Just when I get to thinkin', it's all been a waste of time,
The most beautiful thing in the world, cuts this heart of mine.
Now you may be a sailor, or the pilot of a plane,
Riskin' your life and everything, for fortune and for fame.
Well you're the kind of prophet, to put the world to rights,
But the trouble with your vision is, keepin' it in sight
And I've seen the veil of darkness, coming across the sky
Rising in the east, where the sun used to shine.
Just when I get to thinkin', it's all been a waste of time,
The most beautiful thing in the world, cuts this heart of mine.
The most beautiful thing in the world, cuts this heart of mine.