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By degrees I see

I am reaching into darkness,

I see as I leave the light of earth

I cross the void in to space,

Burning hopes of blighty

Part of a pioneering race,

Seeking new planets to inhabit

To cultivate for others to follow,

Leaving our ruined world behind

Leaving behind, misery, poverty, destruction and sorrow,

To find a new Eden of which mankind can furrow,

This is not a story for today

But a tale, a nightmare of tomorrow,

Where we destroyed our beautiful home,

And now we are pioneering nomads drifting out into space.