"It is 50000 B.C. The world is almost empty; nature is still untouched by man.
Off in the
distance, a clan of ape-like creatures gather near a cliff side. But I am the

first to
stand. I must be..."


[Neil Morse, Mark McCrite]

In fields of green, vast as the oceans

Is this a dream, is it evermore?
A million years, fast as a notion
I stand alone here on the silent shore


I'm after prey in the fields
Shelter in a cave from the cold and lonely nights

And now it all seems so real
Warming at the fireside beneath the pale moonlight


This is the dawn of time
I am the first to stand
Looking through the eyes of the primal man

This is the dawn of time
Witnessing the birth
I am the first man on earth


The skies of blue reach to the heavens
They go on and on forevermore

No avenues, no city sidewalks
Planet Mars is but ancient lore


This place has all that I need
No computers glowing screens, no industrial machines
Somehow it all seems surreal

Memories of days gone by, a slowly fading scene

No one here to blame me

No one here to hurt
So much space here to occupy my mind
I can breathe the breath of virgin land


The firefly at nighttime
The sounds of nothing known

And I belong here like I never have before
The wandering child returning home


When twilight falls, red is the sunset
Planets appear across the colored sky
No prison walls, no war, no bloodshed

Hard to believe this new world will die

I wish that I could stay for a while

In the dream world that the sequencer creates
And though it all seems so real
Now I fear the time is gone, I feel its heavy weight


Hold on to this moment in time
Savor a life how it used to be

Hold on to the world in its prime
Breathe in the air, feel the energy