Will I dream, Dave?



You can tell them that, you remember when it was a pitch black sky, with no bright star, and people feared the night. You can tell them when we were alone, when we couldn't point to the light and say "There is life out there."

Someday the children of the new sun will meet the children of the old.

I think they will be our friends.

You can tell your children of the day when everyone looked up and realized that we were only tenants of this world. We were given a new lease, and a warning, from the landlord.