Waiting for a beam to break through here
A Janeway vision all bright and clear
They talk and they dance
I was expecting something pure with golden hair
Arms full of bracelets and smoke in the air
They talk and they dance
Here comes darkness just after noon
Waiting for a sign
If I survive I'll worship the moon
Well something, anything...
This must be it
Longed-for bliss
First it was so quiet
Now I know I'm not alone in here
And they talked and they danced...
Two omens collide in my open head
Making me a viewer
I am water and sand
And they talk and they danced...
You hand on my head speak friendly to me
I've been serving for years patiently
Is this as far you can take me...?
This must be it
Longed-for bliss
First it was so quiet
Now I know I'm not alone in here
And they talked and they danced...
This must be it
Longed-for bliss
First it was so quiet
Now I know I'm not alone in here
This must be it
Longed-for bliss
First it was so quiet
Now I know I'm not alone in here
And they talked and they danced...
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