They were a simple people with a sir name to refuse.
This planes screaming mayday, counting down its doom.
Have we found, have we found what's blocking our way through.
Oh what has to be done, I will do for you.
Take my hand and let's ride to the future.
We'll go as far as the night sky will take us or elate us.
As we come to the end of an era's days.
Instead of looking up, we search for ourselves in these caves.
Have we found, have we found what's blocking our way through.
Oh what has to be done, I will do for you.
Take my hand and let's ride to the future.
We'll go as far as the night sky will take us or elate us.