With a thunderous kerthunk
Our heroes crash to the ground, time ship scattered to the wind
Truly baffled, they find refuge in a local tavern
Perhaps there they can seek answers to where, or when, they've landed
Hopefully the faces they see are friends
You landed where you need to be
Sorry when, not where
Revolution's in the air
Patriots and buccaneers
We need a deed
Where do we go?
Where do we go from here?
There is a man
You're gonna know
He has the father stone
You'll interrupt a grand affair
You'll bring back color to the stone
You'll find the hole and you'll lay there
You'll find a man
Upon a steed
Riding battle-wards
We'll follow him
Into the night
Painting the House of White
And with that, our heroes have a plan
Find the man with the steed, return color to the stone
Find the hole, and lay in it
On they go