She search godless in this big space I can’t read it She is freezing
Open the satellites Open the satellites, oh
Oh as yes as the sky does turn to night And we push our bright eyes up to the sight
I can see them 2, 3, 4, 5, thousand of them Thousand of them
I remember when the world was divided By a wall of concrete and a curtain of iron Still they put a man up into space And we go there each night alone in the waste
You’ve got to open the satellites
I’ve got a brand new spell Ain't comin out that well
