There was something strange In the sky tonight I was left standing With three moons shining
Chorus: Just on the outskirts of civilization Just on the outskirts of civilization
Indians have always seen the lights Since the beginning of time They drew pictures on the rocks Of our relatives from the sky
Just on the outskirts of civilization Catch the light Just on the outskirts of civilization Where the sun goes at night
Chorus
I hear no longer The song of the women I hear no longer The cry of the bird I see no more The white smoke rising Only the low hum from the lights is still heard
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