Oasis - Al Jarreau

Don’t talk about religion

Someone says I gotta run

Quicksilver wing express, compresses time

They’ll put your keys and letters, in a capsule underground

Your diaries and rosaries to find

Tell me, can you see it?

Would (won't) you run Johnny, run

Tell them it’s easy (you'll see it)

When your heart is light and young

Stepchild to lead us

The procession’s begun toward that bright white oasis in the sun

Don’t talk about the weather

Why the salmon didn’t run

We’ll watch the children play, through filtered light

The emerald green sequoias, just a statue made of bronze

Like tapestries of dynasties gone by

Bright white oasis in the sun

In the sun…