In the hour of gloaming
We saw more or less of something
Immeasurable
No need to make it political
No need to alert the media
No need to follow protocol
UFO flying high
Silver ball darting through the sky
Just a blanket of stars and you and I
Secrets ‘til we die
In our restless roaming
We found more or less of something
Unimaginable
No need to stir the idle minds
No need to check the vital signs
No need to try to justify
UFO flying high
Silver ball darting through the sky
Just a blanket of stars and you and I
Secrets ‘til we die
No need to panic at the thrill
No need to start a fire drill
No need, no need
UFO flying high
Silver ball darting through the sky
Just a blanket of stars and you and I
Secrets ‘til we die
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