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Waiting bathed in black light
Ears tuned to the night sky
Armed with a satellite dish
I am the listener
Now I dreamt of mathematics
And I learned new equations
Numbers never heard of
I am the listener
It could be something special
It could be something new
It never seems to happen
When you want it to
Who taught the parrot to talk?
It speaks computer language
It's left me speechless
I am the listener
Waiting bathed in black light
Each star has it's own song
Music not meant to be heard
I am the listener
It could be something ugly
It never seems too clear
I don't believe in spaceships
I don't believe I'm here
Ooo it's not so easy stuck here, left on my own
Ooo it's not so easy stuck here, left on my own