Carol Masters

She sits by the window, stares into the night

Just waiting for a foreign sound from the outside

Far beyond the atmospheres, she is listening for a call

To take her homewards to herself

Oh, I love you so

He who's master of the icy shots won't harm you in the morning

She knows that the pavement's hard

There between the stars

To travel on to Martian-Homesick-City

She is weeping silently, but there‚s not a tear

Just raindrops falling from the painted ceiling

The dance of the foraging bee will number all the things

She has been longing for since she was young

"I will not pass this night in vain", she says

"I'll stand this kind of rain

I'll break the glass, I'll find the path"

Yes, Carol wants to go to Mars

Back where the red, cold sun

Is sinking to the Channels of A'DAAR

Day breaks through the grating

Someone moves a chair

And sunlight blisters dazzling on a glass

Take a pill and greet the day

For sedative holidays

Why aren't you sleeping at night?

Oh, I love you so

He who's master of the icy shots won't harm you 'til the evening

We shall meet tomorrow night

And I'll kiss you just as tenderly

As CYGNUS kissed the deserts

We shall meet tomorrow night

And I'll kiss you just as tenderly

As CYGNUS kissed the deserts