Gone To Earth

Worlds on end Seen through A rocket window screen Millions left to roam Engines burn Beautiful and bright Always bring me home If galaxies Are places you've Never been too far Suns will fade Both blind and lead the way Home where you are Away away Away away The receiver In my rocket ship Always stays in tune To the right waveband In galaxies unknown Further suns in bloom Away away...

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