Synchronized Blue - Hawkwind

Synchronization, paralyzation

Tryin' to find a way through

Expectation, fluctuation

Escaping to the blue

And when I find a path to ground that’s not exactly true

I was told, on the screen, the ground was charred and black

A faulty sensation, a buried elation

The air I breathe is new

Expect from the start there through tunnels of darkness

A people like us to view

Horizon expanding, it looks like a landing

A river comes shining through

And when I find a path to ground that’s not exactly true

I was told, on the screen, the ground was charred and black

Education, realization

We submit in the end

Fertilization, cross-pollination

Doctor, when will I mend?

We have no resistance, the machine is persistent

Controls our point of view

And when I find a path to ground that’s not exactly true

I was told, on the screen, the ground was charred and the sky was blue

Education, realization

We submit in the end

Fertilization, cross-pollination

Doctor, when will I mend?

We have no resistance, the machine is persistent

Controls our point of view

And when I find a path to ground that’s not exactly true

I was told, on the screen, the ground was charred with dust