Ancestor (i Ring Part 2) - Nephew

Ring tilbage til Tony

Ring tilbage til Pontoppidan

Den ægte Lord of the Rings

Som faldt igennem, da han gik på vand

De var der engang, de er der i dag

De gør, hva' de altid har gjort

De ved, hva' vi gør

Vi gør, hva' vi kan

Tor-torpedo

Torpedo mod horisonten

Et T-kryds malet med sort

Torpedo gennem horisonten

Et T-kryds bli’r til et kors

Runaway, det grønne bli’r gult (det grønne bli’r gult)

Det gule bli’r rødt (det gule bli’r rødt)

Vi ta’r noget, der aldrig var vores

Vi blæser det op

Mmh, vi har det kun til låns

Dagene går i ring, i ring

Ugerne går i ring

Årene går i ring, i ring

Og nu går jeg i seng

Folkeslag kunde uddø og Verdensbyer sporløst forsvinde;

men saaledes som Vandet

her klukkede under Baaden, havde det klukket under det første Menneskes første

Kano, og Lyden

Vilde gentage sig indtil Dagenes Ende ikke alene her paa Jorden men paa alle

Himmelrummets Kloder, hvor der overhovedet fandtes Vand og et Øre til at høre

Det var her min bedstefar, han kørte rundt

Nu er det min tur

Det var her min bedstefar, han kørte rundt

Nu er det min tur

Det var her min bedstefar, han kørte rundt

Nu er det min…

Call Tony

Call back to Pontoppidan

The true Lord of the Rings

Which fell through as he walked on water

They were there once, they are there today

They do what they're always done

They know what we're doing

We do what we can

Tor-torpedo

Torpedo towards the horizon

A T-cross painted with black

Torpedo through the horizon

A T-junction turns into a cross

Runaway, the green turns yellow (the green turns yellow)

The yellow turns red (the yellow turns red)

We take something that was never ours

We'll blow it up

Mmh, we only have it on loan

The days go by in circles, in circles

The weeks go by

The years go by in circles, in circles

And now I go to bed

Peoples could become extinct and World Cities would disappear without a trace;

but as the water

here chuckled under the boat, it had chimed under the first man's first

Canoe, and the Sound

Would repeat itself until the end of the days not only here on earth but on everyone

The Globes of Heaven, where there was water and an ear to hear at all

This was where my grandfather drove around

Now it is my turn

This was where my grandfather drove around

Now it is my turn

This was where my grandfather drove around

Now it's mine…