lyrics thread ( not silly or trite)

[Rosie Gamgee]

Really? That's awesome. I want to go to Ireland someday.

Boy in the Bubble Paul Simon

It was a slow day
The sun was beating on the soldiers by the side of the road
There was a bright light
A shattering of shop-windows
The bomb in the baby carriage was wired to the radio

These are the days of miracle and wonder
This is a long-distance call
They was the camera follows us in slow mo
The way we look to us all
The way we look to a distant constellation that is dying in the corner of the sky
These are the days of miracle and wonder and don't cry, baby, don't cry, don't cry

There was a dry wind
And it swept across the desert and it curled into the circle of birth
And the dead sand
Falling on the children
And mothers and the fathers and the automatic earth

These are the days of miracle and wonder
This is a long-distance call
They was the camera follows us in slow mo
The way we look to us all
The way we look to a distant constellation that is dying in the corner of the sky
These are the days of miracle and wonder and don't cry, baby, don't cry, don't cry

It's a turn-around-jump shot
It's everybody's jump-start
It's every generation throws a hero up the pop-charts
Well medicine is magical and magical is art
You know the boy in the bubble and the baby with the baboon heart

And I believe
These are the days of lasers in the jungle
Lasers in the jungle somwhere
Stuccato signals of constant information
A loose affiliation
Of millionaires and billionaires and baby

These are the days of miracle and wonder
This is a long distance call
They was the camera follows us in slow mo
The way we look to us all
The way we look to a distant constellation that is dying in the corner of the sky
These are the days of miracle and wonder and don't cry, baby, don't cry, don't cry, don't cry!