There was something strange   In the sky tonight   I was left standing   With three moons shining      CHORUS:   Just on the outskirts of civilization   Just on the outskirts of civilization      Indians have always seen the lights   Since the beginning of time   They drew pictures on the rocks   Of our relatives from the sky      Just on the outskirts of civilization   Catch the light   Just on the outskirts of civilization   Where the sun goes at night      CHORUS      I hear no longer   The song of the women   I hear no longer   The cry of the bird   I see no more   The white smoke rising   Only the low hum from the lights is still heard      CHORUS (2 times)