Castor Skies

In our near distant future Can you see such a thing? I could dream of a dream Filled with such wondrous things. Well, it's surely imagined: I'm a light to the moon, And the Earth starts to roll Lights out too soon. Where are you now? Living your life on a sun-punished ground, Tilling the land with the knocks of the plough? Tell me, I'm dying to know. Reaching out for Castor skies We might ever never die. Be the first ones out alive, Don't you wonder? What it's like to roam at night? Endless wander, endless flight, Be the first ones out tonight, Don't you wonder? So we gather our fortunes Out of many machines, And the day is to go For these things I've seen. Well, it's surely imagined When the Sun burns the Moon. Well, once leaving Earth But a second too soon. Starlight, shadows, Paint your face so everyone Is broadcasting dreams you have found

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 26, 2025