Lletres: Hawkwind. Church Of Hawkwind. The Joker At The Gate.

People function of a dreams
People function, scheming their schemes
People function, trusting to fate
Looking for the Joker but it's too late

Is there still a moment somewhere
That will surprise us with its tricks?

I am the holder of seven dreams
Faceless possessor of all life's schemes
Through me you can laugh in the face of fate
I am the joker at your gate