Letras
Waving on those distant hills
Their lights are falling down from alien metals
The burning of their foreign filaments
Is synchronized by wireless ligaments
Undulating they sail
I feel like they might be looking for me
Why do they keep showing up in my dreams
Have they always been there like the hills and the trees
They're dancing lights like fireflies
Trapped over the hills in the moonlight's knee
Undulating they sail
Their lights are a shovel and and pail
Undulating they sail
Their lights are a shovel and a pail
Then they fade away
I remember it so well the next day
I think I know them
I think we're old friends
Undulating they sail
Their lights are a shovel and a pail
Undulating they sail
Their lights are a shovel and a pail