The Lights

There was something strange

In the sky tonight

I was left standing

With three moons shining

Just on the outskirts of civilization

Just on the outskirts of civilization

Indians have always seen the lights

Since the beginning of time

They drew pictures on the rocks

Of our relatives from the sky

Just on the outskirts of civilization

Catch the light

Just on the outskirts of civilization

Just on the outskirts of civilization

Where the sun goes at night

Just on the outskirts of civilization

Catch the light, catch the light

I hear no longer, the song of the wind

I hear no longer, the cry of the bird

I see, no more, the white smoke rising

Only the low hum of the lights is still heard

Just on the outskirts of civilization

Just on the outskirts of civilization

Just on the outskirts of civilization

Just on the outskirts of civilization

Just on the outskirts of civilization

Just on the outskirts, just on the outskirts of civilization