Epic (#38) - Grace Slick

What are the pipes a-playing for said files on parade?

Why do they shake the darkness with their sound?

Why are the drummers rollin' on to call us here again?

Who will they take away this time around?

I can feel the hurricane and I can smell the sun

And if I had my way we could try one

So gather in all you knew when you thought that you were young

Stand before the walls and sing!

Sing

And if you think we’ve come nowhere at all

Think about where we were just ten years ago

All of us most everybody lookin' just looking for a hero

All the times that we knew

All the ways that we grew

It’s just a faraway

An alien high — if it don’t come through to you

That everybody everywhere in the world must agree

The time is so ripe for love, love, clear love

In the hazy afternoon when the people run around

In the hazy afternoon by the city gates

The beggars on the stairs weavin' young children

In the hair of the shy young ladies

Do you feel your mind is bending twisting turning too

Do you sometimes feel they’ll run you crazy

Go and lay your hand into the hand of a friend

One and one is two times more than you

And everything that you can do for somebody in this world

And all the sounds that run around in your mind my baby

Take 'em all put 'em in your life hold it up to the light

And let it shine

Take it all in your hands

Take it in your hands and hold it to your ear

Music in the shell dance around the waterline

In your life you can untune the sky

So everybody everywhere in the world might feel

Another language without reading you can

Hear what they sing — All needing love