Station 21

CQ-CQ-CQ This is Sierra Two One Victor November Victor Calling, secure and listening The bit war raged and some survived Offered a hand and promised life Until atomic rays made cinders of the past Engaging auto lock, we'd rise Through cataclysmic coloured skies Skyward through the atmosphere of a world that was Kinetic motion, speed and stealth Like liquid steel that won't relent Scanning cities in the darkness far below Freeze frame, track, cut and print Riding blades of light and pitch Crash and burn 'til stardust scatters all around This is Station 21, are you receiving me? Have I lost you? Can I hear your voice again? Are you as happy as I remember? Electric lights and synthetic thunder Or are you busy firing rockets at the sun? Hello, from Station 21, are you hearing me? I hope you know we'll never see your lights again What can seem electric dreams? The war of silicon machines And if I go back now, would I ever leave again? Through the lens of magazines New sounds, new styles, successive scenes Watch it 24-7 on wall to wall TVs Empires crumbled on command Replaced by never never lands Repelling waves from other realms sent to destroy We lived, we danced, we raced, we run From the oblivion to come Dressed for the last dance of a hundred thousand suns Electro heroes ignite the spark New dimensions to light the dark The torch was passed at the coming of our age This is Station 21, are you receiving me? Have I lost you? Can I hear your voice again? Are you as happy as I remember? Electric lights and synthetic thunder Or are you busy firing rockets at the sun? Hello from Station 21, are you hearing me? I hope you know we'll never see your lights again What can seem electric dreams? The war of silicon machines And if I go back now, would I ever leave again? This is Station 21, are you receiving me? Have I lost you? Can I hear your voice again? Are you as happy as I remember? Electric lights and synthetic thunder Or are you busy firing rockets at the sun? Hello from Station 21, are you hearing me? I hope you know we'll never see your lights again What can seem electric dreams? The war of silicon machines And if I go back now, would I ever leave again?