Lyrics

Transmission
© Jason Paul Johnston 2008


I think you'll fly some day to the stars
You leave us all behind in our fossil fueled cars
Take to the air in a beam of light
I can't look directly at your future, it's so bright

Chorus:
But I hope you have, your mother's disposition
And I hope you never find yourself with my conditions
But there's so much that is left up to transmission
So I hope -- --- and pray everyday

I think you'll make a world, full of love and peace
Or perhaps you will cure some terminal disease
Or at least find a slightly better way to love
Than learning by mistakes and all that