Castor Skies

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