B A [Verse]B A Our legends tell we came from a seedB A that travelled at a whirlwind speedB A till it came to rest upon this landB A that once was green and now is sandB A That buried us up to our eyesB A and made us watchers of the skiesB A till shadow wings came for our sightB A and left us to conspire with night
Fable Of A Failed Race
Hawkwind
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Tom: