The Lone Pines Of The Lost Planet

Outlandish sound of alien winds
Heart sinking trespass
Weird planet compass
Torn from ice volcanoes on Pluto

And there they were
Disheartened and age-ridden
Creaking moans heard by none
The lone pines of the lost planet

Communication is scarce
And hope burns like a hollow asteroid
Sucking on hydrothermic chimneys
Puncturing the aquifers

And what they see ahead
And what they see ahead
Is like the wall of Kontiolahti
Life lulls in its atomic abeyance
Sad lone guardians best left alone, yeah