Mayan moon was burning We saw visions of the past returning On the shore the band was playing We all heard what the moon was saying The world keeps closing in It has before, it will again A voice beyond the wind Says we must go beyond the end So follow beyond the end A sea of friends are singing "Vaya con dios mis amigos" We take their hopes and feelings To some new world we'll be revealing Old worlds keep closing in They have before they will again Voices call beyond the wind Say we must go beyond the end And follow beyond the end Old worlds keep closing in They have before they will again Voices call beyond the wind Say we must go beyond the end Old worlds keep closing in They have before they will again Voices call beyond the wind Say we must go beyond the end And follow beyond the end....