Millions - XTC

We smelled your soup on the fire cooking

We saw your toys and your pencils looking bright

So bright and yet they come from, oh, so far away

We heard your flags and your banners flapping

We felt the air from your hands, all clapping time

In time, I’m sure your time is not so far away

Millions, all moving forward

Millions, all babbling crossword

Millions, all flow as water

Millions, all bright with laughter

He make you glowing

He bake you golden

Like the Yangtze mud

I saw your writing on paper landing

Your stamps showed bridges and temples standing still

So still, and yet they’re standing, oh, so far away

I saw you asking for Western thinking

I say it’s poison that you’ll be drinking

Stay as east, as far away as dreams will let you be

Millions, all moving forward

Millions, all babbling crossword

Millions, all flow as water

Millions, all bright with laughter

He make you glowing

He bake you golden

Like the Yangtze mud

Millions, all moving forward

Millions, all babbling crossword

Millions, all flow as water

Millions, all bright with laughter

He make you glowing

He bake you golden

Like the Yangtze mud