Things To Come

A small song I composed one extremely wet afternoon. It's pretty awful. And In 6/8 timing.

Watch the skies!
Pieces are
Watch the skies!
falling now

Down from the tumbling wastes of vacuum and into the opening arms of the stratosphere...

A cosmic reflection
From centuries past
Oh, The stellar radiation
Has got here at last

The dense illustrations that litter the blackness
Shining on through no matter
Like flickering flames

A billion spotlights to light up the night, their tiniest planets all bursting with life,

And here we all sit,
Watch the skies!
Watch the skies!
With our heads in the ground
Watch the skies!
Watch the skies!

All the universe or nothingness?
Which shall it be...?

All the universe or nothingness?
Which shall it be...?

Here we sit waiting
When it's ours for the taking
We cannot waste any more time

Nothing's forever
So pull up the anchor
And go...

It's there to explore,
And we haven't yet started
Stop fighting and raise your eyes

And here we all sit,
Watch the skies!
Watch the skies!
With our heads in the ground
Watch the skies!
Watch the skies!

All the universe or nothingness?
Which shall it be, my dear?

All the universe or nothingness?
Which shall it be?

The ultimate goal,
The true human plan
An astronaut viewing the unending wonderland

The nations and creeds all abandon their flags
And go for the hell of the ride

In their tiny new rockets
All shiny and bold
They'll set for the sunset, past glittering gold
And into the paradise, waiting for them at the start.

And here we all sit,
Watch the skies!
Watch the skies!
With our heads in the ground
Watch the skies!
Watch the skies!

All the universe or nothingness?
Which shall it be, my dear?

All the universe or nothingness?
Which shall it be?

(goes quiet)

Here we all sit
Watch the skies!
Watch the skies!
Here we all stand
Reach the skies!
Reach the skies!
Here we all jump
Touch the skies!
Touch the skies!
Touch the skies...