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