itЎЇs 4 in the morning July in Ў®69
me and my sister
we crept down like shadows
theyЎЇre bringing the moon right down to our sitting room
static and silence and a monochrome vision
theyЎЇre dancing around
slow puppets silver ground
and the world is watching with joy
we hear a voice from above and itЎЇs history
and we stayed awake all night
and something is said and the whole room laughs aloud
me and my sister
looking on like shadows
the end of an age as we watched them walk in a glow
lost in space, but I donЎЇt know where it is
theyЎЇre dancing around
slow puppets silver ground
and the stars and stripes in the sand
we hear a voice from above and itЎЇs history
and we stayed awake all night
