White is the flash when the harrier turn
and high is the heat when the rocket ships burn
Their home on the marshes protected and safe
provided the launch site makes hallow the place
And how many miles until the new world is found?
Is it more than the shells in the Indian mound?
Light is the splash when the manatees swim
with the submarine heat vent exhaust coming in
their home on the river protected and safe
except the propellers oh the scars that they make
Lunar pull tidal bore diverse and essential
bows of men deftly sprung, show arrows at the sun, oh
can you see night skies burn with energy?!
Brightest star in the sky is a homemade satellite...
It was the time, not so far
when the unknown was on a distant shore
so in the void of the night
might be a place that is enough alike,
if it is reached, if it's done
this great event will effect everyone
in our own lives, in our time
space has replaced the endless ocean...
What they really want to know is there another place that we can go?
Is there another atmosphere to colonize should this one disappear?
In the marshes far bellow the buzzing of the mosquito
Protector of the Eagle's Nest is there a place on earth that you love best?
Many men riding on a firestorm
there hearts are beating cold
but the blood is warm
and their home is now an image on the satellite
TV Image crackle crackle in the fire light
Do you have remembrance of this world?
For this, only, would i return
And in a fading picture i saw
the road beneath the trees was beautiful...
What happened to the Seminole?
Mosquito control...
Ooohhh, come back down!
Doo do do do do do do doooo
doo doo do do do dooooo
How many miles until the new world is found?
Is it more than shells in the Indian mounds?