Alphaville 20th Century # The Voyager # C Lyrics

CAROL MASTERS

She sits by the window, stares into the night
Just waiting for a foreign sound from 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 all of her life
I will not pass this night in vain, she says
I'll stand this kind of rain
I know the way, I'll find the path
Yes, carol wants to go to mars
Back where the red-cold sun is sinking
To the channels of D'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 in the night
Oh, I love you so
He who's master of the icy shots
Won't harm you till the evening
We shall meet tomorrow night
And I'll kiss you just as tenderly
As Cygnus kissed the deserts

THE VOYAGER

now, she's touched the earth - you feel her love
pouring down like an endless rain
of colours on your skin
she descends out of the blue,
a breathless victor of time
after more than a million light-years preparing her comeback
and she's rushing in
from the outside
on the crest of the seventh wave
she's the crown of creation
creating you
the voyager!
is here to stay
the voyager!
she's calling all stars
the voyager!
she's riding a rainbow
the voyager!
gives you the kiss of life
watch out, you can't ignore what's going on
when your visions are drying out
like the oceans from the underworld
don't you know!
before you turn to stone
you better head out for a royal trip
to the ivory city-side
and she's rushing in
from the outside
on the crest of the seventh wave
she's the crown of creation
creating you
the voyager!
is here to stay...

TWENTIETH CENTURY

in the beginning
there was no light
no teenage heaven or hell
no songs or voices came
from across the outlands
where oceans were ment to be, where oceans were ment to be
oh my god, i feel so alone
some million lightyears far from home
how about you who are living in the 20th century
carol
you better stop to get the tickets
for the starlite show
everybody wants to be there
what a dream
so if you don't mind,
will you join me
on my way through the eye
up to the light
into the world