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Bob Geldof

Genres: Rock

Thinking Voyager 2 Type Things Lyrics - Bob Geldof

This is the moment that we come alive 

I'm handing out the breath and the kiss 

I'm electric with the snap and the crackle of creation 

I'm mixing up the mud with the spit 

 

So rise up Brendan Behan 

And like a drunken Lazarus 

Let's traipse the high bronze of the evening sky 

Like crack crazed kings 

 

Voyager 2, where are you now? 

Looking back at home and weeping 

Cold and alone in the dark void 

Winding down and bleeping 

 

Ever dimmer ever thinner 

Feebly cheeping in the solar winds 

I'll turn you up, sail on, sail on, sail on 

 

On past the howling storms 

Through electric orange skies 

And blinding methane rain 

Sail on, I'll turn you up 

 

Never bring me down to earth again 

Let me blaze a trail of glory across the sky 

Let me traipse across it's golden high 

Let me marvel in wonder and unfettered gaze 

At the bigness and implausibility of being 

 

Yes, stretch out your hands 

Into infinity you human things 

Past blind moons and ice cream worlds 

You hurl your metal ball of dull intelligence 

 

And show us all our fragile grip 

As we too track with you 

Slower but no less insistent 

Like the only fertile seed 

 

In the barren vault of being, sail on 

Hurtling towards the waiting tomb of empty worlds 

Waiting for the final primary come of life 

I'll turn you up 

 

And I'm thinking big things 

I'm thinking about mortality 

I'm thinking it's a cheap price 

 

That we pay for existence 

This is the moment that we come alive 

This is the breath and this is the kiss 

 

No we're in Paris, in the ball gowns 

In the high heels, in the snow 

And we're spinning 'round Versailles 

In a Volkswagen Beetle that we'd hired for the day 

(At the cheap rate) 

 

The room without the shower was cold again 

"Are we already middle-aged", she said 

And I said, "I feel nothing, I feel like a jelly-fish" 

"Mabey it's the Portuguese Men-O-Pause", she joked 

 

And she laughed her brittle head 

And we went back to bed 

And I've been thinking about these things 

I've been thinking about Voyager 2 

And this is the moment that we come alive 

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