Many wishes have been made
Many granted, many just mislaid
Only one wish joins us all
To greet the boatman and to think no more
So the paint on strange machines
Build a god to grant our wish
It’s the Big Red Spark
Safe in the knowledge of the Big Red Spark
Soon we’re united in the Big Red Spark
Safe in the knowledge of the Big Red Spark
Hail to the coming of the Big Red Spark
Walls go up as trillions pray
Many worlds are linked in hope/despair
Diplomats have meetings planned
With the blueprints in their sweating hands
To gather all the dreams to die
Work that takes the countless years
CHORUS
Is this the thing we planned
Almost like drops of light
Transparent shards of will – reunite
Everywhere up and down
Built from our own design
We switched off the universe
We’re still here…

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