Michael Woodhead

ULTRAWOMAN

Written & Composed by Michael Woodhead
Copyright © 1970, 2020

When all life on Earth has passed away and only dead shall lie
When the sun will shine on sandy, parched ground
Then she'll be there in the future and she'll give the planet life
UltraWoman will remain till we are found
UltraWoman, we await you
UltraWoman, we would sate you
UltraWoman, we would mate you

And the grass will grow abundantly as trees will give forth fruit
And the seas will water all the parched land
And she'll give us all true loveliness as ugliness will die
UltraWoman, lead us forth -- take hold our hand
UltraWoman, we await you
UltraWoman, we would sate you
UltraWoman, we would mate you

Now, the time is fast approaching when she'll come to succour us
And we'll raise our heads to give her thanks and love
But, she'll spurn us and remind us that the power was not hers
UltraWoma -- daughter of the One above
UltraWoman, we await you
UltraWoman, we would sate you
UltraWoman, we would mate you


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