Lyrics Dr. Jonathan Anser (2089 - ?) - Manning

Far below the last remaining hill, a figure searches endlessly
Sifting through the rubble for the answers to the questions
He has posed for years.
Am I all alone?
All alone in a sinking World
And did compacted clay once feel the touch of beings walking regally?

Footprints in the sand,
That's all I'm looking for,
Footprints in the sand
And a meaning to the riddle of the Universe that could be forged
By just one hand
I lie face down upon the earth beneath, touching head to toe
Listening to the movement of the Planet and its' atmosphere
The Grand Plateau

Dance...
To a rhythm tapped out long ago
Dance.
And make the 'Puppet Master' sit up and say "Hello!"
Dance...
Just knock upon the door and enter friend
Dance... .
Until the end