Ultra Deep ft. Neocia Lyrics

Dark skies

Time flies

At the speed of light

It was my bag

My big obsession

Telescope on tripod

In bedroom

Window

Dulled

By smeared glass

I stared at and yearned for

The gaps in between stars

Top of the career list;

Astro physicist

Though

Sights more often trained on

The neighbours' brickwork or curtains

Their front doors or cursings

Had a periscope in the bath

I was all mirrors and lenses

Split the light and reassemble

I'm James Stewart with the leg mended

I'm Brian after the band split

Pedantic but

Moon lit and happy

Wearing three pairs of tights

Tracking the rolling night

Thinking of Parsecs

At the breakfast table

I wasn't following what you were saying

Speaking with Buzz and Sharman

Sleeping in the garden

Red filter on the torch

Cry at each rocket launch

Thinking of Parsecs

At the breakfast table

I wasn't following what you were saying

Speaking with Buzz and Sharman

Sleeping in the garden

As space ice cream

Seeps into my dream

Hold up now!

Holy calamity!

The photo

Contained ten thousand galaxies

And thirteen billion years

All squeezed into a small

Patch of the Fornax

Constellation

Panicked, fell back in consternation

This in a single sand grain

Held at the length of your arm

A life changing event

A shove to the chest

As the scales slowly fell

And I knew what meant

In meant octillion religions, life forms and faiths

Unfathomable events, higher intelligence

It meant we're small and alone

And insignificant, and that

Space is what is says;

Mostly vacant

We send calls into the night

But no one will hear them

Musk's car's just going to drift on for eons

I staggered out of the planetarium

Glitching, phasing

The museum cup of tea saved me

Thinking of Parsecs

At the breakfast table

I wasn't following what you were saying

Speaking with Buzz and Sharman

Sleeping in the garden

Red filter on the torch

Cry at each rocket launch

Thinking of Parsecs

At the breakfast table

I wasn't following what you were saying

Uplink to Buzz and Sharman

Sleeping in the garden

A place I'd hide

And sketch Saturn 5

Deep Field View

Revealed, a truth

And ironically

stopped me looking up so much

Deep field view

I searched for days

And lost my sense

time and place

Deep field view

Revealed, a truth

And finally

stopped me looking up so much

Deep field view

I'd rather stew

On who I can reach

And what's concrete