Words: Leslie Fish
  Music: (verse) "Rolling Down to Old Maui"
         (chorus) "Glory in My Soul"


The full Earth stands at our left hands / and the pale moon on the right
All fire and steel, / our Catherine wheel rolls through the endless night
  The sun may burn at full astern / And the power-cells drink deep;
  Both day and night stand in our sight / from waking unto sleep

    [Chorus]
    And, we spin long light from the glory of the sun
    Yes, we spin long light from the glory of the sun
    And the light gems glow / on the Earth below
    In the bright web spun by the glory of the sun

The power's run from the brazen sun, / through the web of heaven's height
To the opal world— like a clouded pearl— / strung on a thread of light
  And we pace our turn from bow to stern / through the elven summer field
  Where the power-cells— like flower bells— / drink all the sun can yield

    [Chorus]

The well paced blips of the factory ships / slide past our orbit's brink
Like a swarm of bees in the girder trees, / come to our flowers to drink
And the Earth is clean as a spring time dream; / No factory smokes appear—
For they've left the land to the gardener's hand, / and they all are circling here

    [Chorus]