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