You wait for the day
that you won’t have to wait.
You won’t have to fight.
You’ll lift and you’ll fly

though space and time,
though stars and lights,
through rocks and ice.

But the lollipop parade
will march you past the pain,
and push you through the night.
It’ll lift you nice and high

through space and time,
through stars and lights,
through rocks and ice.

Push it, Ah!
Push it, Oh!
Push it, Ah!
Push it, Oh!

And the sun will rise again,
shine light and hope
on the hearts of men
who brace for fate... wait... wait!
WAIT!
Push it, Ah!
Push it, Oh!
Push it, Ah!
Push it, Oh!

And I hope it’s good to you.
I hope it’s warm and true.
You never left this Earth.
I still feel you.
I feel you.