We ran 
Into the sky 
On silver birds 
We built to fly 
And We 
So very few 
Left it behind 
For something new 

On the world 
We knew as home 
The fires burned 
And water rose 
Foolish man 
Made dust of sand 
Oh Albatross 

We fell 
Out of the stars 
On Martian soil 
We tilled our hearts 
Four hundred moons 
We lived as one 
Until Earth's men 
Put out the sun 

On the world 
We knew as home 
The fires burned 
And water rose 
Foolish man 
Made dust of sand 
Oh Albatross 

Waiting out the coldest days on Mars...