Beaver

the astral map thats overhead
watch it while it is unfolding
the fabric of the universe
out of which this earth is woven
the moon is a mirror alike
she returns my loving
wheels are turning before my eyes
reels of film are running by
I can see miles passing
the astral map thats overhead
watch it while it is unfolding
maybe it wont be that far
it wont be long before were getting
to enjoy this setting
were getting closer to where were heading
weve been chosen
to enjoy this setting
that astral map thats overhead
watch it while it is unfolding
wheels are turning before my eyes
reels of film are running by
I can see miles passing
into fata morganas I melt
onto the buckle of orions belt
[ Morocco Lyrics ]