The Ancestor

Go on, bury me

Under stone or under sea

Silent pictures

Keep the fishes company

There is little else for me now

But I will find my way

Out of the dark someday

Into a crimson yellow sun

Science fictional

When the morning comes we will

Walk for light years

Watch the nebulas appear

There is little else for me now

But I will find my way

Out of the dark someday

Into a crimson yellow sun

I'll follow my baby boy

He'll be a silver toy

And we'll count the ages as they're ending

But I will find my way

Out of the dark someday

Into a flash of solar inspiration

I'll follow my baby boy

He'll be a silver toy

And we'll count the ages as they're ending