Ancient Eyes - Terry Pratchett, Steeleye Span

Through the stars, the Turtle comes

Drifting past, a thousand suns

Under the weight, of Discworld

Large as worlds, and old as Time

Through the long Galactic night

Under the weight of Discworld

Staring out, through ancient eyes

Out of nowhere, into nowhere

Through a billion stars, he flies

Under the weight, of Discworld

On and on, the Turtle flies

The Colour of Magic, fills the skies

As morning breaks, on Discworld

One by one, they wake and rise

Shake the magic, from their eyes

Blaming, the Gods for Discworld

Staring out, through ancient eyes

Out of nowhere, into nowhere

Through a billion stars, he flies

Under the weight, of Discworld

Staring out, through ancient eyes

Out of nowhere, into nowhere

Through a billion stars, he flies

Under the weight, of Discworld