Heaven, pushing me under the clouds Crossing the ocean to gain sense, learn more Riddles rime, just like the time, it’s late Tick, tack two minutes until we dive Into this legend we can’t tie us to People rise, hail this grand design Must admire, pure perfection Count to ten then all the world will smile to your face Los Andes Mountains offer a clue Did the mighty Indians knowledge vanish in the past? Enter the white savior's rules Succumb to the fools Succumb to the fools Watching the Nazca lines from up here I fear the world is out of place A souvenir? A helping hand? You decide Watching the Nazca lines through a lens We humans don’t know how to place Enough to dream? Enough to drown? You decide Ground signs, can’t help to wonder how we Lost all this knowledge, why did we leave this? Ancient skies mirror what we can’t find This is unexplainable (Must admire, pure perfection) Even for science today (Count to ten and All the world will smile to your face) They don’t know what they see Watching the Nazca lines from up here I fear the world is out of place A souvenir? A helping hand? You decide Watching the Nazca lines through a lens We humans don’t know how to place Enough to dream? Enough to drown? You decide Mathematics, Astronomy, burn the proof No matter how much I watch this, I don’t see the trace of man Succumb to the fools Watching the Nazca lines from up here I fear the world is out of place A souvenir? A helping hand? You decide Watching the Nazca lines through a lens We humans don’t know how to place Enough to dream? Enough to drown? You decide