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From inside of the sea, a touch of the breeze Bread is to man, like hay is to beast Honey from a weed, for to make his mead Grown sweet from the bitter seed He inhales the fragrance of the wilderness Four men step upon Queen Anne's lace Scarlet to Mars, bed of hay Driftwood dries for the evening fire How in the world did we get this far? Driving around in our motorcars Where in the world can we see the stars? Hollywood, Greece or Mars Onions for fish, a wish for a wish Bread is to man, hay is to beast Amber wine for his lunchtime Beans for soup from his garden green Weary feet after a day of heat Bed of hay, scarlet to Mars Spine of the mountain, marbled green Honey from a weed, for to make his mead How in the world did we get this far? Driving around in our motorcars Where in the world can we see the stars? Letras de cancionesHollywood, Greece or Mars From inside of the sea, a touch of the breeze Bread is to man, like hay is to beast Honey from a weed, for to make his mead Grown sweet from the bitter seed Bread is to man, like hay is to beasty How in the world did we get this far? Driving around in our motorcars Where in the world can we see the stars? Hollywood, Greece or Mars How in the world did we get this far? From Letras Mania