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In nineteen and ninety-six we ventured to the moon |
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Onto the the Sea Of Crisis like children from the womb |
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We journeyed 'cross the great wall, plain beneath the mountain range |
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And there we saw the pyramid, it looked so very strange |
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This beacon had a field of force that circled all around |
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And not a man could get inside, no way could be found |
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It was here for thousands of years before our life began |
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Waiting very patiently for evolving man |
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When the galaxy was young they looked upon the earth |
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And saw that its position was promising for birth |
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They searched for life but finding none they left a beacon bright |
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Its signal had not been disturbed in the eternal light |
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How wise they were to choose this place, they knew when we arrived |
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That our atomic energy we'd harnessed and survived |
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I look out on the Milky Way for people of the dawn |
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And know that they will come some day but will our wait be long? |
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In nineteen and ninety-six we ventured to the moon |
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Onto the the Sea Of Crisis like children from the womb |
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We journeyed 'cross the great wall, plain beneath the mountain range |
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And there we saw the pyramid, it looked so very strange |
