I believe in an outer space with radio towers and super powers where the car in the driveway will be that of a lover You have waited your life over for who's now climbing the stairs to your door.
I believe in a quiet place where mothers and daughters were made by the water and out in the landscape all the lovemakers are dressing in freezing cold weather. They won't even mind the winter.
And some through a megaphone a love or goodbye tender and strong that reaches to plant in some root reaches out to galaxies far around And the radio kids in the place with headphones on the size of their faces they believe in an outer space that's what they believe in and right now and it's instant and it's far away and it's distant and it's open and endless
