The Poet, Pt. II: New World

Earth is rising in this silent place See it cross the window panes In this world we walk on naked feet And bathe in deep synthetic lakes Saturn's light cast over Saito 4 Dazzled children play along Domes protect us from a piercing sun Our cities driven by its force We're told this place was built by extraordinary people The ones that saw the twilight of the Earth All these high titanium walls retain Human sadness we brought here from the dirt Our greatest poet wrote his art on that world Was never known, and no one ever cared In these suits we breathe the air we make We miss the wind so much, we miss the rain Art and science in these endless aisles Books that might have saved the world we had We come together, share the sounds of bands We fill with joy this dry and lonely land