Mayan moon was burning

We saw visions of the past returning

On the shore the band was playing

We all heard what the moon was saying

The world keeps closing in

It has before, it will again

A voice beyond the wind

Says we must go beyond the end

So follow beyond the end

A sea of friends are singing

"Vaya con dios mis amigos"

We take their hopes and feelings

To some new world we'll be revealing

Old worlds keep closing in

They have before they will again

Voices call beyond the wind

Say we must go beyond the end

And follow beyond the end

Old worlds keep closing in

They have before they will again

Voices call beyond the wind

Say we must go beyond the end

Old worlds keep closing in

They have before they will again

Voices call beyond the wind

Say we must go beyond the end

And follow beyond the end....