hawkwind
joker at the gate
People function, dreaming their dreams. People function, scheming their schemes People function, trusting to fate Looking for the joker, but it's too late Is there still a moment somewhere  That will surprise us with its tricks? I am the holder of seven dreams Faceless possessor of all life's schemes Through me you can laugh in the face of fate I am the joker at your gate Looking in the future  Lives of great men all remind us We may make our lives sublime And so departing leave behing us Footprints in the sands of time  And with the writing I will show you Looking in the days beyond recall As I lecture with the spirits on the Other side  I'm living in the future I'm looking in the future I'm living in the future Not a sound was heard No call came from the bird Only the carpet of green From towering tres was seen Where have they all gone? Why was there no song? I'm living in the future Looking at the past