It's 4 in the morning July of '69 Me and my sister We crept down like shadows They're bringing the moon right down to our sitting-room Static and silence and a monochrome vision They're dancing around Slow puppets silver ground And the world was watching with joy We hear a voice from above and it's history And we stayed awake all night And something is said and the whole room laughs aloud Me and my sister Looking on like shadows The end of an age as we watched them walk in a glow Lost in space, but I don't know where it is They're dancing around Slow puppets silver ground And the stars and stripes in the sand We hear a voice from above and it's history And we stayed awake all night They're dancing around It sends a shiver down my spine And I run to look in the sky and I half expect to hear them asking to come down Oh, will they fly or will they fall? To be excited by a long late night