Lyrics:

Up there There's a ball of fire Some call it the spirit Some call it the sun Its energies are not for hire It serves man It serves everyone Down there where Jonah wails in the healing water in the ready depths Twisting like silver swans No line of death no boundaries Up there The eye is hollow The eye is winking The winds ablaze Angels howling The sphinx awakens But what can she say You'd be amazed Down there Your days are numbers Nothing to fear There will be trumpets There will be silence In the end the end Will be here just here Ahh the borders of heaven Are zipped up tight tonight The abstract streets The lights like some switched on Mondrian Cats like us are obsolete Hey Man don't breathe on my feet Thieves, poets we're inside out And everybody's a soldier Angels howl at those abstract lights And the borders of heaven Are zipped up tight tonight Up there There's a ball of fire Some call it the spirit Some call it the sun Its energies are not for hire It serves man It serves everyone The air we breathe The flame of wisdom The earth we grind The beckoning sea It's no mystery Not sentimental Ahh the equation It's all elemental The world is restless Heaven in flux Angels appear From the bright storm Out of the shadows Up there, down there But what can we say Man's been forewarned All communion is not holy Even those that fall They can prophet understanding It's all for man It's for everyone It's up there, down there Everywhere Everywhere Time for communion