Genesis - Anyway

He panics, feels around for a stone and hurls it at the brightest point. The sound of breaking glass echoes around the cave. As his vision is restored he catches sight of two golden gloves about one foot in diameter hovering away down the tunnel. When they disappear a resounding crack sears across the roof, and it collapses all around him. Our hero is trapped once again. “This is it“ he thinks, failing to move any of the fallen rocks. All the pumping’s nearly over for my sweet heart, This is the one for me, Time to meet the chef, O boy! running man is out of death. Feel cold and old, it’s getting hard to catch my breath. ’s back to ash, ’now, you’ve had your flash boy’ The rocks, in time, compress your blood to oil, your flesh to coal, enrich the soil, not everybody’s goal. Anyway, they say she comes on a pale horse, But I’m sure I hear a train. O boy! I don’t even feel no pain - I guess I must be