Bobby Bolan

All aboard, we're setting off The wind will take us away We need no map, we'll set no course Come whatever may The ocean is ambrosia The sun is phlogiston And the wind whispers secrets In old Enochian Where can we find Bobby Dylan All we need is a folk rock hero Where can we find Marc Bolan All we need is a folk rock hero In the absence of the atmosphere We wept and watched the stars appear And all that which once seemed so near Now will never get away from here Where can we find Bobby Dylan All we need is a folk rock hero Where can we find Marc Bolan All we need is a folk rock hero