There's nothing new around the sun
Everything you think of has been done;
All been done before your time;
Sometime or another
By someone and his brother, yeah...
From the poison comes the flower
Butterfly for just an hour;
But it burns ecstatic fire,
The kind of life we all desire..
Desire...fire.... [ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/k/kevin_ayers/rheinhardt_geraldine.html ]
