ATACAMA Of what grand design Is the light that shines On the earth below So we come - so we go When the hands of time Turn the days into nights With what piece of mind Do we go - do we go All the faces All the dreams That live long after They have been The stars give birth Up in the sky And burst with light Burn as they die Lucifer the night will take you home When the day awakes And the light reclaims Memories that remain As we go still we go Measured steps revise And retrace all the lines To map out the sky - night after night So we know, we know All the faces All the dreams That live long after They have been The stars give birth Up in the sky And burst with light Burn as they die Air of life The air we breathe The air that move(s) the very thing That tears the thread For so they are Now searching for the morning star