Oh as yes as the sky does turn to night
And we push our bright eyes up to the sight
2, 3, 4, 5 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 to open the satellites
I've got a brand new spell
Ain't comin out that well