Pedal down, foot to the floor Into the engine gas is poured A two lane highway is the way To a mystery man can’t say Can I keep this breakneck pace Or will I fail; is it too late? Buried in this wasted town Is a secret underground What lies here could save our race Ancient wisdom come from space It’s a Race to Rhyolite So that we may gain insight History’s mysteries are revealed Now our past will be unsealed Sienna crimson streaks roll by As on through the desert fly This place, thought barren, is not so Life survives scorched undertow Rocks and sand hide what’s below Consciousness that will grow Buried in this wasted town Is a secret underground What lies here could save our race Ancient wisdom come from space It’s a Race to Rhyolite So that we may gain insight History’s mysteries are revealed Now our past will be unsealed Beings from another world Secret history is unfurled Bestowing knowledge of our kind To so much that we were blind Understanding our past gives A new way for us to live No more ignorance or hate Oh lord, how long will it take?