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