It looked like they would fly into the suns
If they'd dropped their bombs
I wouldn't have seen it coming
They're looking down on my mule
In this barren mountain pass
I can't believe they haven't already won
They won't deny that they're flying faders
But they call them intelligent elevators
Someday they'll be part of the distant past
Subtle fractals
Will turn them into pterodactyls
Why do they fly so high in the sky
Why do they fly so high in the sky
I've been walking under
These hot suns for days
There are plans to see through
In this stony alley
I remember the way
The stones look at every pass
I remember every barren peak and valley
They melt away like icebergs in these suns
They're finished when
They're not getting things done
My mule will walk me through these passes
Long after they have gone
Grinding down this trail
In the hot and barren suns
Why do they fly so high in the sky
Why do they fly so high in the sky