Mountains become wolves and serpentsnOrbits become trendy dancesnThe spirit fathers guide your waynAnd hold your hands through massive desertsnUs kids can become lost in quasarsnAnd drowned in physics and dramanBut there's one answer that I always foundnWas always way close to my heartnnI appreciated that they're the closest friends I'll ever havenBut I just don't have proof and there's just too much malaise man!nnWell my best friends are still in touch withnAll their oldest spirit fathersnThey have weighed them up against theirnAgeing epistemic structuresnAnd when they replaced god and sciencenWith their oldest spirit fathersnThey found gaps fillednQuestions answered and a cure for cancernnLook for them in the night skynLook for them in the night skynYeah, look for them in the night skynnAll those dying spirits and ghosts