In golden Hannibal Carthage days, marching on to Rome
Knocking on the door and finding nobody home there
Rome, she cut our armies down and left them in the snow
So now I go to where I come from
Now I go home to the sun
When the earth moves again
When the earth moves again, my friend
Let the lady ride on through
When the earth moves again
Egyptian kings, they sing of gods and pyramids of stone
And they left the deserts clean and they left the deserts golden
And shinin' as a beacon for those that need a road (I do)
Into the day and through the night
We go and find our way home
When the earth moves again
My love to all the people I leave behind
Search out the new ground around you
When the earth moves again
Your head can pull your body around and you can
Leave whenever you can find the ground
Take what you find on the ground
Sea foam glass is sand
Knocking on the door and finding nobody home there
Rome, she cut our armies down and left them in the snow
So now I go to where I come from
Now I go home to the sun
When the earth moves again
When the earth moves again, my friend
Let the lady ride on through
When the earth moves again
Egyptian kings, they sing of gods and pyramids of stone
And they left the deserts clean and they left the deserts golden
And shinin' as a beacon for those that need a road (I do)
Into the day and through the night
We go and find our way home
When the earth moves again
My love to all the people I leave behind
Search out the new ground around you
When the earth moves again
Your head can pull your body around and you can
Leave whenever you can find the ground
Take what you find on the ground
Sea foam glass is sand
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