Say Goodbye

Dory Previn

When I was a babe the sea and the sun


were the mother's arms to which I'd run


Secure beneath the pure maternal sky.


Time went on we grew apart,


and I forgot my mothers heart


A heart deprived of love can only cry


And I am going away, I heard her say


I'm going away, I heard her say


I'm going away, won't someone say goodbye


When I was a child I ruled the earth


I owned it all, its total worth


Each fish, each field, each flower, each dragonfly


Then one day it occured to me


if I owned the earth, then the earth owns me


and each of us must live or both of us will die


And I am going away, I heard her say


Yes I'm going away, I heard her say


I'm going away, won't someone say goodbye


Alone in space we together float


a frightened crew in a fragile boat


and each of us must live or both of us will die


Each of us must live or both of us will die








After a nuclear war, ours will be a very different world. Everything we know, see, hear, feel . . . all we've inherited from our ancestors, from Galileo, from Da Vinci - we will have destroyed. All the music will be silenced: Beethoven, Mozart, the Beatles, no more. No more the books, the Bible, the human beings. Most people will die. They will be the fortunate ones. The unfortunate ones will suffer a lingering illness called acute radiation. Acute radiation is something never seen until the atomic bombs were dropped - by us - on Hiroshima and Nagasaki, in the sunny month of August, on a summer day just like today. . . .