What do you know?
Did you find what they were all looking for,
And is it super-heavy?
Where’d you go?
I turned around to tell you something
But you were gone and I wasn’t ready
Send me a postcard from your Island of Stability
Wish you were here
Some mixed emotion recollected in tranquillity
My half-life is getting shorter by the day
And we all want to stop going under
But though we try, we seem to be no nearer now
Perhaps I’ll never get those magic numbers
Send me a postcard from your Island of Stability
Wish you were here
Some mixed emotion recollected in tranquillity
It’s an elemental dream
It’s 114
It’s accelerated thinking
It’s trying to stop that isotopic ship from sinking
Send me a postcard from your Island of Stability
Wish you were here
Some mixed emotion recollected in tranquillity