I get up at four in the morning And I 'm peering out my bedroom window Outside the house where no one's living There's a woman sitting looking up at the sky She's taking pictures of the moon's eclipse In her white bathrobe in a dreamlike glow And she doesn't notice me watching her Hiding placidly underneath the shiny stars Here we are two perfect strangers In our breathing space suits spinning 'round On a giant rock floating in nothingness To watch it cast its shadow into oblivion If we weren't here to see it There wouldn't be anything to behold The divine miracle of all existence This is why we're here This is why we're here