The broadcast, the messages,
and try to control your mind
You'll be there simply waiting
They'll transmit their ozone looks
and try to pollute your mind
With burned out lamps it is you
They'll relay their images while
you're out there all alone
And they will try to pollute,
they'll try to pollute your mind
In time, in time, you're mine
Where the constellation lies
That's where I want to be
They sit out there pleased for help,
You'll be sitting at your table,
You'll transmit your messages while
you're out there at your post
You'll be there simply waiting,
In time, in time, you're mine.
Your constellation lies out
Where the constellation lies,
that's where I want to be
Your constellation lies out
Where the constellation lies,
