The transmissions It's all here. - Proof of what? - Contact. These printouts It's here. And the man We'll have to examine the body. There will be more proof. Is that them? No, this isn't it. It's the Blue Beret Crash Retrieval Team.
We step out of our solar system into the universe, seeking A gold-plated record depicting images, music and sounds of our planet, arranged so that it may be understood if ever intercepted - by a technologically mature extraterrestrial civilization.
I hear the drums echoing tonight But she hears only whispers of some quiet conversaaaaaaaaaation She's coming in, 12:30 flight The moonlit wings reflect the stars that guide me towards salvaaaaaaaation
I bless the rains down in Africa I bless the rains down in Africa (I bless the rain) I bless the rains down in Africa (I bless the rain) I bless the rains down in Africa I bless the rains down in Africa (Ah, gonna take the time) Gonna take some time to do the things we never had