Songtext von The Listener

Waiting bathed in black light Ears tuned to the night sky Armed with a satellite dish I am the listener Now I dreamt of mathematics And I learned new equations Numbers never heard of I am the listener It could be something special It could be something new It never seems to happen When you want it to Who taught the parrot to talk? It speaks computer language It's left me speechless I am the listener Waiting bathed in black light Each star has it's own song Music not meant to be heard I am the listener It could be something ugly It never seems too clear I don't believe in spaceships I don't believe I'm here Ooo it's not so easy stuck here, left on my own Ooo it's not so easy stuck here, left on my own