The Lights
(Robbie Robertson)

There was something strange in the sky tonight I was left standing with three moons shining 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
Just on the outskirts of civilization
Just on the outskirts of civilization
I hear no longer, the song of the wind
I hear no longer, the cry of the bird
I see, no more, the white smoke rising Only the low hum of the lights is still heard Just on the outskirts of civilization (oh,ohh) Just on the outskirts of civilization (oh,ohh) Just on the outskirts of civilization (oh,ohh) Just on the outskirts of civilization (oh,ohh) Just on the outskirts of civilization

(oh,ohh) Just on the outskirts, just on the outskirts of civilization