| So far from our system we came here throught space
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| To leave poisoned spheres for your race
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| Our knowledge we trade for the time shared on eatrh
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| To take and give for what it’s worth
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| On our screens
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| we’ve been shown your world
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| Plead for your welcome you won’t get hurt
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| Mission motherland
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| Another chance
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| With sunlit soil and air to breathe
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| Is there any place for us to live
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| To grow descendents to be free
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| You gave us resources
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| you gave us advice
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| To deal with the unknown to get humanize
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| we’ve shown your dimensions
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| and brought you on ways
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| You’ve never seen yesterday
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| Hand in hand
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| we will march througth time
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| So much more to research and find
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| Mission motherland
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| Another chance
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| With sunlit soil and air to breathe
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| Is there any place for us to live
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| To grow descendents to be free
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| When you hear these words
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| We’ve taken cold refuge in freezers
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| to keep us live
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| What we did not know
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| Your central star called sun
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| Sends lethal rays to earth
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| Say how many of us died in the streams of light
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| faceless bodies, morbid cries
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| Doomed our colonies
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| Wake us when
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| you’re healed the world
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| Save our souls
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| When will we be as as one again
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| And fulfill what we understand as Mission motherland
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| Another chance
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| With sunlit soil and air to breathe
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| Is there any place for us to live
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| To grow descendents to be free |