| Song | Mars |
| Artist | Wipers |
| Album | Silver Sail |
| When ours was the land | |
| We had a medicine man | |
| He longed into the night | |
| Then painted the desert skies | |
| We should understand | |
| The world as it stands | |
| Wish you were here | |
| Yeah | |
| When ours was the land | |
| We gave the dust in the hand | |
| We went to the sky | |
| And wished this could be in ours eyes | |
| Our story we left in the sand | |
| We left it for the medicine man | |
| Wish you were here | |
| Oh yeah |