Act 1. Childhood's End
STEPHEN SCHWARTZ
Hush, now stop trembling
We've got to do something
Before all we are is a skeleton crew
There's go to be something, someone can do
But all I can think of is you
Little sailor of the skies
Will you be our eyes
Is there land that lies beyond
Fly far beyond the rain
With a prayer upon thy wing
And in this winter of the storm
Seek a harbinger of spring
You're the only one can bring us home
Children of Eden, cry for salvation
Fly far as wings can fly, bring home