(You) ever think of Miss Majesty?
How it seems to work out.
It's amazing the interplay,
And every morning the secret comes out.
People meeting from distant lands,
Future life on the winds.
Just the firepower of graffiti,
So we can know when the Rembrandt began.
The lesson: we take it, we claim it
And make it our own.
We use it, diffuse it, abuse it
And dip it alone in these skies.
We will build and protect all these churches so high,
Destroying the temple beside.
That is not what it wants from us.
In fact, nothing at all.
Just to seep us in front of us,
And give thanks to the blessing and wonder...
Of it all.