My, my

The clock in the sky is pounding away

There's so much to say

A face, a voice

And overdub has no choice

An image cannot rejoice

Wanting to be, to hear and to see

Crying to the sky

But the porpoise is laughing, good-bye, good-bye

Good-bye, good-bye, good-bye

Clicks, clacks

Riding the backs of giraffes for laughs

Is alright for awhile

The eagle sings of castles and kings

And things that go with a life of style

Wanting to feel, to know what is real

Living is a lie

The porpoise is waiting, good-bye, good-bye

Good-bye, good-bye, good-bye

Good-bye, good-bye, good-bye

Good-bye, good-bye, good-bye...