[Lyric] Crawl on Hands and Knees Over the Sandstone and Through the Thornbrush and Cactus (Marcus Koncar)

"Too many of us everywhere now, that's the kind of world we live in. Crowded, overcrowded, I'm not worried about. Nature will take care of that problem, in her own sweet way. Sooner or later. I'll tell you what I do wonder about. What will it be like pout here when I'm gone and your gone and our grandchildren are gone and even our great glittering industrial civilization has crumbled to dust? When we're all forgotten, what will be going on out here thеn? Nothing lasts forever, nobody lives forеver. Everything comes and goes, we all begin and rise and fade away. What then?"