Aquarian Salvation

Mien as bright as the sunshine,
Grey dark clouds find way back home,
Tears misting in her eyes,
Just for the passion in the work,
You help me, why can’t you?
You help me, only you can.

Touch wood and feel the word,
Uncle Sam waiting for us to be there,
And no extra source of source,
Salvation, birth, death and regeneration,
You help me, why can’t you?
You help me, only you can.

It’s like no breakfast without bacon,
It’s like a gambler without money,
It’s like a killer with a heart,
It’s like a rocker without honey, you,
Oh you, you help me, why can’t you?
You help me, only you can.