Album: Return To Fantasy (1975)

A Year Or A Day

Seen from a height of a thousand miles the earth
looks the same as it did
How is it we can fly faster than day
but we can't find the things we need

Young man said the old man
Let the youth in your heart be at rest
We may all be dead in a year or a day
When the devil is put to the test
Test, test, TEST!

The day of creation was our finest hour it's
something we ought to defend
But it's been so abused since the first day of light
that no glory can come in the end

Young man cried the old man
There is victory in staying alive
And if you care so little for the world we're in
Why and what do you want to survive

Can't we try to let the past go by, with its lessons firmly
settled in our minds
To our children one by one and before the darkness comes
let us leave a world full of light of a different kind

In truth they should meet and with love their hearts should beat
And with patience solve the problems of our time
It wouldn't be so hard to do, it's only up to me and you
Let us not bequeath a life that is a crime

Seen from a height of a thousand miles the earth
looks the same as it did
How is it we can fly faster than day
but we can't find the things we need

Young man cried the old man
Let the youth in your heart be at rest
We may all be dead in a year or a day
When the devil is put to the test whoa

Young man cried the old man
Let the youth in your heart be at rest
We may all be dead in a year or a day
When the devil is put to the test whoa

Young man, young man
[repeat to fade]