You're gonna miss the word Everyone left the world Take what you can carry Find a road and follow Of course I'm supposed to work I - Come from the hills I - Can find any food I - Try to protect I - Of course I like to laugh I - Look at the sky Look in your eye All I feel its transition When do we get home? All I feel its transition Now to be alone With a clear eye, but a clouded mind You're gonna miss the word I come from the fen I - I left the den The wind blows no good it - Tells of a change that Might rearrange You can't see the ground its - Not where it was All I feel its transition When do we get home? AllI feel its transition Now to be alone With a clear eye, but a clouded mind The stars are indifferent to astronomy And all that we think we know Mars will salute your autonomy But he doesn't need to know All I feel its transition When do we get home? All I feel its transition Now to be alone With a clear eye, but a clouded mind No one wants to live this fiction Where didn't we go wrong? With a clear eye, but a clouded mind The stars are indifferent to astronomy And all that we think we know Mars will salute your autonomy But he doesn't need to know The stars are indifferent to astronomy And all that we think we know Mars will salute your autonomy But he doesn't need to know