"...And Patty has a big, big heart
Bigger than her life
She just forgot the most fantastic thing within
She's sitting in her glasshouse
And she does not dare to throw the stone
To make it all come true
Of what she's dreaming of
And so it seems to me
Patty can't take it
She gotta give it back
Her world is a big place and she's frightened..."
“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 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 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..."
There was a young lady named Bright
Who's speed was much faster, much faster than light
She departed one day
In a relative way
And returned on the previous...
The Heart of Gold

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