There are worlds out there where the sky is burning, Where the seas are asleep and the rivers dream, People made of smoke, and cities made of song, We've got work to do, come on! The ground spins round at a thousand miles per hour, I can feel it as we fall through space, Around the sun we're hurtling, And to this world we cling.
Have you ever wondered what it's like To be wanderers in the fourth dimension? There are lots of things to get across the universe But most of all, you need a hand to hold.
(I know what you're thinking, but what's the use of a good quotation if you can't change it?)
I'll be a story in your head; that's okay, The daft old man who stole a magic box and ran away, A millennium in my time, but 50 years in yours Since we first stepped through those police box doors.
Courage is more than just not being frightened, Do what you're afraid of anyway, (Brave heart.) I think it's fair to say in the language of your age That I lived the dream, owned the stage. (Oh my giddy aunt!) Machines make laws, but they cannot preserve justice, Only humans can do that. Love was never known for rationality, Geronimo! Allons-y! (Anyone for chess? Bring me knitting.)
Stars perish; planets come and go, Matter disperses, coalesces, forms other patterns, Nothing is eternal; I've seen universes Freeze; creations burn.
I'll be a story in your head; that's okay, The daft old man who stole a magic box and ran away, A millennium in my time, but 50 years in yours Since we first stepped through those police box doors.