Take it day by day
Dream into the night
Of bygone age, of aged truth
Songs children now will never sing
A different moon for gleaming
An alien sun for shining
Beyond all comprehension
The race is near its end
So where's the joy to share with you?

Days already past (Mmm)
And your axe you grind
Celestial mill
Scattering the dust (Mmm)
Northern Nail, a Golden Pole
Where the wise
Climb on down
Singing songs
Then climb back up
Night by night, unceasing

Telling tales our ears don't want to hear
That harp won't sound

Looking up at Vega shining
Should it be leading my gaze
Precessing a New Age?

Looking up at Vega shining
Should it be leading my gaze
Precessing a New Age? (3x)
Looking up at Vega shining
Should it be leading my gaze
Revealing a New Age?

-From the Tale of the Ostyaks of the Irtysh
Music by Marc Wagnon lyrics by Sarah Pillow and Marc Wagnon