Yesterday we built another bridge<br />
A way to other spaces of (in) the sciences<br />
Where all the seasons we'll try to find<br />
The reason and the merit for the measure of the time<br />
<br />
We found a back street of the cemetery<br />
And felt the lie of hagiology<br />
‘Cause words are not enough for<br />
What we want to say<br />
<br />
We have to flee<br />
And many seas<br />
We have to cross<br />
To Abydos<br />
<br />
He lives under the sea<br />
Is the wind in the trees<br />
He’s the wisdom of the world<br />
<br />
If it's God building our street<br />
It’s not a way you go by feet<br />
<br />
Hyperion sunset<br />
The end is defined<br />
But beautiful poems<br />
Preserving an illusion for<br />
The one and only life in our lie<br />
<br />
We have to flee<br />
<br />
We have to cross<br />
To Abydos<br />
<br />
He lives under the sea<br />
Is the wind in the trees<br />
He's the wisdom of the world<br />
On the wings of the wild<br />
In the arms of a child<br />
Lies the wisdom of the world<br />
<br />
He lives under the sea<br />
Is the wind in the trees<br />
Find the wisdom of the world<br />
He's the kind of a man<br />
You describe as a friend<br />
For the wisdom of the world