Expeditions
Stephan Kaske
Lost in time
Lost in space
Like stardust between our hope and death
Fear of water
Fear of food
Artificial barren ground
But in this spaceship's mariners
There are thinking beings
Who've got only four limbs
To fulfill the mission
This being is man
Shall we find the paradise?
Shall we find water and dirt?
All the beings of our kind
For in this planet, bleak and dead
Maybe I'll beat you
Or turn it away
We don't know yet
But we are all prepared to fight
Against hostile invaders
So our children may live and love and play
