It was a slow day
And the sun was beating
On the sol diers by the side of the ro ad
There was a bright light
A sh attering of shop windows
The bom b in the baby carriage
Was wired to the radio
These are the days of miracle and wonder
This is the long distance call
The way the camera follows us in slo-mo
The way we look to us all
The way we look to a distant constellation
That's dying in a corner of the sky
These are the days of miracle and wonder
And don't cry ba by, don't cry
Don't cry
It was a dry wind
And it swe pt across the d esert
And it cur led into the circle of bi rth
And the dead sand
Fa lling on the children
The mot hers and the fathers
And the automatic earth
These are the days of miracle and wonder
This is the long distance call
The way the camera follows us in slo-mo
The way we look to us all
The way we look to a distant constellation
That's dying in a corner of the sky
These are the days of miracle and wonder
And don't cry ba by, don't cry
Don't cry
It's a turn-around jump shot
It's eve rybody jump st art
It's ev ery genera tion throws a hero up the pop charts
Me dicine is magical and magical is art
The Bo y in the Bubble
And the baby with the baboon heart
And I believe
These are the days of lasers in the jungle
Lasers in the jungle somewhere
Staccato signals of constant information
A loose affiliation of millionaires
And billionaires and baby
These are the days of miracle and wonder
This is the long distance call
The way the camera follows us in slo-mo
The way we look to us all
The way we look to a distant constellation
That's dying in a corner of the sky
These are the days of miracle and wonder
And don't cry ba by, don't cry
Don't cry
