He just finished eating dinner And stepped outside the cave to smoke A cigarette he'd made from rolled up photo paper They were pictures of things back on earth He looked out on the greyfish white expanse of Uninhabited terrain he now called home
He'd seen plenty of mirages and imaginary visitors up untilthen So he wasn't sure what to think when he saw swans And they were wading on the shores of a pale white lake That he'd never seen there before And it was quite beautiful and it was far away Cause everything beautiful is far away
He knew he was as good as gone But gone was somewhere he really didn't mind going to Since the shuttle had crashed many years had passed And the pictures of his loved ones That the drew on the walls of the cave had finally faded He put out his smoke and proceeded toward the lake Repeating to himself everything beautiful is far away
