Seven Sisters

Is the time right to find a new religion

Under the ground way down below

Into the light with fear and superstition

Stumbling around and down she goes

Oh, she wonders

How much there is to know

And how long it will take her

To reap what can be sown

Seven sisters sobbing by the shore

Longing for their lost loves whose ships sail no more

Waiting as the hours pass them by

Growing weak and weary as one by one they die

Is the time right to find a new religion

Under the ground way down below

Into the light – forget your superstition

Follow the sound on down the road

Oh, he wonders

How much there is to know

And how long will it take him

To learn it as he goes

Spring submits to summer

Summer bows to fall

Autumn's leaves lay down and die

At the winter's beck and call

Seven sisters sobbing by the shore

Longing got their lost loves whose ships sail no more

Waiting as the hours pass them by

Growing weak and weary until one by one they die