The Twenty-Second Century - Say Hi

We dreamt it clearly

Shush don’t tell them:

The blue craters and all the glass

The lush plant life

The lack of angles and the fluorescence, under stars

But can you keep a secret?

We’re gonna be, gonna be, gonna be, gonna be

The kids who ruled everything

In the twenty-second century

Don’t ever say that we’ll never get there

We can start with our jars of coins

We’ll build space suits made out of silver

We’ll find a rocket in the rocket graveyard

But can you keep a secret?

We’re gonna be, gonna be, gonna be, gonna be

The kids who ruled everything

In the twenty-second century

But can you keep a secret?

We’re gonna be, gonna be, gonna be, gonna be

The kids who ruled everything

In the twenty-second century

But can you keep a secret?

We’re gonna be, gonna be, gonna be, gonna be

The kids who ruled everything

In the twenty-second century