Images of broken light which dance before me like a million eyes,
That call me on and on across the universe,
Thoughts meander like a restless wind inside a letter box they
Tumble blindly as they make their way
Across the universe
God is a concept By which we measure Our pain I'll say it again God is a concept By which we measure Our pain I don't believe in MAGIC I don't believe in I-CHING I don't believe in BIBLE I don't believe in TAROT I don't believe in HITLER I don't believe in JESUS I don't believe in KENNEDY I don't believe in BUDDHA I don't believe in MANTRA I don't believe in GITA I don't believe in YOGA I don't believe in KINGS I don't believe in ELVIS I don't believe in ZIMMERMAN I don't believe in BEATLES I just believe in me YOKO and me And that's reality
The dream is over What can I say? The dream is over Yesterday I was the dreamweaver But now I'm reborn I was the walrus But now I'm John And so dear friends You just have to carry on The dream is over