Connection - Jefferson Starship

Unused lyrics at beginning of lyric sheet: 
Warm.....round the hunting fire 
Wrapped in the robes of the dead warrior 
Protected from ferocious winds 
Under the shield of the dead gladiator 
Standing in the darkness of this stagecraft 
All is black I cannot see your faces I need 
Light I want to see your eyes 
Let my voice wash over your faces 
Connection 

Connection 
Whoaa ohhh 

A hundred thousand years ago 
People livin' in bone white cities 
Comin' and goin' on streets of silver 
Talkin' future history 

Then something very strong went wrong 
And suddenly 

People gathered round the hunting fires 
(Huddled in caves like animal, not human) 
Round the warmth of the late night fire 
Cities gone, memories fading 
Spend their lives round the late night fire 
Give their souls to the hunting fire 
Seeking each other's company 
Tryin' to remember ancient history 

They lost connection 
They lost contact 
They need to touch you 
Reach out across the ages and touch you 

Meanwhile somewhere in the 20th century 
A young girl named Phoebe Caulfield 
Plops herself down on the sofa 
Pops open a soda and watches you 

She likes to watch murderer talk 
She likes to see them on my TV 
She likes to watch them how they walk 
She likes to hear what they say 

It's like a car crash 
Bloody fascination 

You wonder how they get their shoes tied 
Sit and stare at the horror there 
She knows you watch them too 
Stranglers, murderers, snipers, terrorists 
Political assassins, crazy ones, cool ones 
All them looking for 

Connection 
They lost contact 
They lost direction 
They need sexual, mystical 
Magical, uninterrupted, Peter Gabriel like 
Contact 

Here I am 
Again inside 
This darkness 
All is black 
I cannot see your future 
Give me light 
I want to see your eyes