Hull-PhillipsonColumbus sailed the ocean, at the age of seventeenAnd he must have had a vison, and he must have had a dreamThe wise men and the prophets, frozen in their waysTried to turn him back again, as a way of saving faceSo they sent him out a message, and the message was so clearIf you go chasing rainbows, you're not welcome hereAnd I heard he was a bad man, with his finger in the pieBut they knew he'd be home again, there was something in his eyesAnd I've seen the veil of darkness, coming across the skyRising in the east, where the sun used to shineJust when I get to thinkin', it's all been a waste of timeThe most beautiful thing in the world, cuts this heart of mineNow poor old Mother Russia, couldn't keep her children fedWhen she saw she couldn't feed them, she walked the streets insteadSo Boris build a castle, with Joseph on the doorTo try to erase the memory, but their mother was a whoreAnd the poor are always with us, I heard somebody saidNo matter how much you feed them, they'll still be underfedOne thing to remember, when evening the scoreThere are none so equal as, those who was so poorAnd I've seen the veil of darkness, coming across the skyRising in the east, where the sun used to shineJust when I get to thinkin', it's all been a waste of timeThe most beautiful thing in the world, cuts this heart of mineNow you may be a sailor, or the pilot of a planeRiskin' your life and everything, for fortune and for fameWell you're the kind of prophet, to put the world to rightsBut the trouble with your vision is, keepin' it in sightAnd I've seen the veil of darkness, coming across the skyRising in the east, where the sun used to shineJust when I get to thinkin', it's all been a waste of timeThe most beautiful thing in the world, cuts this heart of mineThe most beautiful thing in the world, cuts this heart of mine
