The Rest of the Stars
Lyrics copyright © 2004 by Prof. H. Paul Shuch
sung to the tune of "What's Left of The Flag" © 2002 by Dave King of Flogging Molly
We will make great hasteMore Songs
As we head to space.
We are searching the cosmos wide
For another stone
We can make our home,
For the world of our birth has died.
Fly away, me boys, fly away, me boys
From our own sun's gravity.
A galactic cloud be your spacer's shroud,
Save the rest of the stars for me.We have turned our back
On the skies of black
And the ocean a sickly green.
Though I must confess
That our world's a mess,
She's the best one that I have seen.
Fly away, me boys, fly away, me boys
From our own sun's gravity.
A galactic cloud be your spacer's shroud,
Save the best of the stars for me.Every human grieves
For the forest leaves
And the birds that once filled the sky.
No one lives now who
Has seen skies of blue,
But the memories never die.
Fly away, me boys, fly away, me boys
From our own sun's gravity.
A galactic cloud be your spacer's shroud,
Save the last of the stars for me.Try to understand
It was our own hand
Turned our Earth to a holy hell.
We survivors best
Learn our lessons, lest
We destroy other worlds as well.
Fly away, me boys, fly away, me boys
From our own sun's gravity.
A galactic cloud be your spacer's shroud,
Save the rest of the stars from me.
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