"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