Forever - Neil Young/Promise of the Real

Written by：Neil Young

Producer：John Hanlon/Neil Young

Earth is like a church without a preacher

The people have to pray for themselves

And more sing birds cannot hell then

Trees and plants have nothing new to say

When they search just bubbles

Floating carelessly

Streets land up with boxes

So it seems

Land up there forever by the builders

Standing in the way

Of children's dreams

So I make my way down this high way

Stopping now to rest and then to eat

Try not to damage

That's the thing I wait

Looking for a way to be

Come please

That's how it ends in the beginning

That's how I plan to say goodbye

Leaving bells just they were ringing

I'm not trying to make something tired

My friend Neil got the message

Send it down that street with the boxes on

Land up there forever

Fill with sinkers

Walking on solutions

Hearing gone

I really want to make a difference

Trying not to help him with a word

Arranging it in a heart of something

Worth keeping in the soul

When it gets hurt

As we keep on building rose a box

To think inside what we will

We think create think yes it is from the forces

From the worse the weeper will

And from the crows

And all see creatures

Mermaid and galleon's a wall

Cross and over until waves the fortune

To finally crush upon the show

On the show

On the show

Show

On the show

On the show

On the show

On the show

Show

On the show

On the show

Rescue there my primate is travels men

Living round try angles forever more

On the show

Never ever in the street line

And always on the road to the heaven's door

Will close in the rains coming Torrance

On the show

And will the wings blow forever

On the show

Over the dry land between the castles

Or the hurts of horses

Greasy on the clover

Earth is like a church without a preacher

Without a preacher

Earth is like a church without a preacher

Without a preacher

Is like a church

Earth is like a church

Is like a church