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Recombine Your ancient RNA evolving Sings the song Of the stars We are made Of the ancient anomalies Of our blood It's only human nature after all... Reprogram... DNA... Structure of the helix It's the code of life Choose to reprogram yourself In the cold sunlight Decompose As you lay in the ground And the cosmos sings To the Earth You are made Of stars and planets A symphony In our blood It's only human nature after all... Reprogram... DNA... Structure of the helix It's the code of life Choose to reprogram yourself In the cold sunlight Structures of life reaching Combine with the double-helix Reprogram yourself

Lady of the sea In the pond she drew water And poured out her heart It's so very cold But I can warm up with you Fading forever Open up my eyes I can almost see clearly Waves crashing above Come see my kingdom Let the creatures there greet you With warmth and kindness Sakura blossoms The air is slowly broken Peacefully descend Words said in anger Carried away by the breeze Whispering regrets Walk amongst people They don't know what to believe Here there is no peace Everyone is king Each according to their own And trusting no one Sakura blossoms The silence with which they fall A tranquil chaos Words said in darkness Won't ever mean anything So turn the lights on (Repeat Chorus 1) (Backing against last chorus: Against the headwind In the first spring offering. To be more human)

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The legend lives on from the Chippewa on down of the big lake they called "Gitche Gumee." The lake, it is said, never gives up her dead when the skies of November turn gloomy. With a load of iron ore twenty-six thousand tons more than the Edmund Fitzgerald weighed empty, that good ship and true was a bone to be chewed when the "Gales of November" came early. The ship was the pride of the American side coming back from some mill in Wisconsin. As the big freighters go, it was bigger than most with a crew and good captain well seasoned, concluding some terms with a couple of steel firms when they left fully loaded for Cleveland. And later that night when the ship's bell rang, could it be the north wind they'd been feelin'? The wind in the wires made a tattle-tale sound and a wave broke over the railing. And ev'ry man knew, as the captain did too 'twas the witch of November come stealin'. The dawn came late and the breakfast had to wait when the Gales of November came slashin'. When afternoon came it was freezin' rain in the face of a hurricane west wind. When suppertime came the old cook came on deck Sayin' "Fellas, it's too rough t'feed ya." At seven P.M. a main hatchway caved in; he said, "Fellas, it's bin good t'know ya!" The captain wired in he had water comin' in and the good ship and crew was in peril. And later that night when 'is lights went outta sight came the wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald. Does any one know where the love of God goes when the waves turn the minutes to hours? The searchers all say they'd have made Whitefish Bay if they'd put fifteen more miles behind 'er. They might have split up or they might have capsized; they may have broke deep and took water. And all that remains is the faces and the names of the wives and the sons and the daughters. Lake Huron rolls, Superior sings in the rooms of her ice-water mansion. Old Michigan steams like a young man's dreams; the islands and bays are for sportsmen. And farther below Lake Ontario takes in what Lake Erie can send her, And the iron boats go as the mariners all know with the Gales of November remembered. In a musty old hall in Detroit they prayed, in the "Maritime Sailors' Cathedral." The church bell chimed 'til it rang twenty-nine times for each man on the Edmund Fitzgerald. The legend lives on from the Chippewa on down of the big lake they call "Gitche Gumee." "Superior," they said, "never gives up her dead when the gales of November come early!"

- Instrumental - (original lyrics by Adolphe-Basile Routhier) O Canada! Our home and native land! True patriot love in all thy sons command. With glowing hearts we see thee rise, The True North strong and free! From far and wide, O Canada, we stand on guard for thee. God keep our land glorious and free! O Canada, we stand on guard for thee. O Canada, we stand on guard for thee.