Hellbent for Heaven   the whole world’s rocking at sixes and sevens we’re done with the talking and hellbent for heaven   unstuck from the past there’s no time to think we’re going too fast right up to the brink we worship machines that don’t worship us they’re stealing our scenes we’re eating their dust   the whole world’s rocking at sixes and sevens we’re done with the talking and hellbent for heaven   our leaders are mumbling they point to the sky they’re lurching and stumbling pretending to fly we’ve forgotten our names and we blend in with crowds playing video games with our heads in the clouds   the whole world’s rocking at sixes and sevens we’re done with the talking and hellbent for heaven   we’ll trade in our sorrows for daisies and dreams a golden tomorrow it’s not what it seems we’ve got to get going so give it some juice it’s too late for knowing it’s time to cut loose   the whole world’s rocking at sixes and sevens we’re done with the talking and hellbent for heaven     © Michael Fleming Dummerston, Vermont November 2024