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