People are staring up
From their flats
On the icy dash line
Of distant stars,
And digging their gazes
Into the black glass
Someone waits for manna from heaven,
Someone (waits for) an UFO.
People are staring up...
People are staring up
From their prison
On the endless world
Of unresponsive darkness,
Wasting their lives in senseless bustle.
Sometimes we want so much to believe
That we are not alone.
People are staring up
People are staring up
People are staring up
Century by century.
Whispering their prayers and wishes
People are staring up,
But in response only rain and snow
Are falling from the emptiness.
(The same snow,
Endless snow)
(The same rain,
Endless rain)
People are staring up...
People are staring up
People are staring up
People are staring up
For millions of years.
Inhaling the smoke, stitching their wounds
People are staring up,
But unfortunately it seems like
There's no one there...
(There's no one there)