Castor Skies - Serious Black

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