When the seas freeze

And fish fly

From the fisherman’s hook

It is time to get hie.


When the land burns

And the rivers are dry

Then it is time to look

For a world in the sky


Oh, it’s better to run

Before the sun explodes

Before the land melts

And this world implodes


Up there, just

A star-ride away.

One dreamful sleep and you’ll wake

In a new place to stay