Pick the telescope up, you'll see infinity Constellations lit up, impossibility Don't look down the other end
You'll see miniature worlds and tiny galaxies In the sub-atomic dreams of our deities Now the magnifier's in place Open your eye in outer space
And with your spyglass in the universe You're zero gravity, oh And blinking on the dust of nebulas Stars fading, burning out
Planets you don't even know the names of Planets, you don't even know their names
Put the telescope down, it makes your eye look wrong, Can you hear the countdown? The pan-galactic songTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.