The Ark

We fly at light speed into the universe

The Earth is so far, our homes are empty

We break through the silence cradling the galaxy

Sailing this ocean of stars and planets

Searching for a land to claim

For a place we can call home once more, maybe

In this never-ending night every time we spot a light

We hold our breath in silence

Roaming in space

If There's a home we will find it

Calling from space

We're here, can't you see?

And while our small lives sturggle with our fears

We face the deep space, we hear it's calling

It calls for a new hope, hope for a future

Into this darkness we follow a bright light

It's the light of our hope

Guiding us in search for home, we will find it

In this never-endintg night every time we spot a light

We hold our breathe in silence

Roaming in space

If There's a home we will find it

Calling from space

We're here, can't you see?

[Such a long way, such a long time. Even if we knew it

since the

very beginning, being lost in space for all these years

is a hard

thing mining our sanity. We almost lost the hope and

all this

silence is giving me strange feelings; sometimes, when

I close

myself into my room trying to fall asleep. I think

about Ulysses and

his never ending trip on the way back home... cometimes

I even

seem to hear voices calling me from out there, just

like mermaids

calling us from their moons...]