Go on Bury Me Under stone or under sea silent pictures keep the fishes company there is little else for me now but I will find my way out of the dark someday into a crimson yellow sun science fictional when the morning comes we will walk for light years watch the nebulas appear there is little else for me now oh but I will find my way out of the dark someday into a crimson yellow sun I’ll follow my baby boy he’ll be a silver toy and we’ll count the ages as they’re ending But I will find my way out of the dark someday into a flash of sore inspiration I’ll follow my baby boy he’ll be a silver toy and we’ll count the ages as they’re ending