Bach Ze - The High Llamas

Did no one see

The vigil through the night

By candlelight

Not meaning to abuse

It’s now a flashback for

A dedicated few

We’re history

Consign this estuary

To northern seas

And ornamental ships

It’s now a flashback for

A dedicated few

From moon to Mars

The slightest slip

But now we rarely make the trip

The skyline change

May draw them to the park

With pencils sharp

Competing for a view

It’s almost summer now

But winter for a few

From moon to Mars

The slightest slip

But now we rarely make the trip

A run to space could save the South

There must be stuff worth seeking out

Ba ba ba ba

Ba ba ba ba

Ba ba ba ba ba

The skyline change

May draw them to the park

With pencils sharp

Competing for a view

It’s almost summer now

But winter for a few

From moon to Mars

The slightest slip

But now we rarely make the trip

A run to space could save the South

There must be stuff worth seeking out

From moon to Mars

The slightest slip

But now we rarely make the trip