There was something strange

In the sky tonight

I was left standing

With three moons shining



CHORUS:

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



CHORUS



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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