The Lights - Robbie Robertson

There was something strange

In the sky tonight

I was left standing

With three moons shining

Just on the outskirts of civilization

Just on the outskirts of civilization

Indians have always seen the lights

Since the beginning of time

They drew pictures on the rocks

Of our relatives from the sky

Just on the outskirts of civilization

Catch the light

Just on the outskirts of civilization

Where the sun goes at night

I hear no longer

The song of the women

I hear no longer

The cry of the bird

I see no more

The white smoke rising

Only the low hum from the lights is still heard

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