It's 4 in the morning July of '69 
Me & my sister 
We crept down like shadows 
They're bringing the moon right down to our sitting-room 
Static & silence & a monochrome vision 

They're dancing around 
Slow puppets silver ground
& the world was watching with joy 
We hear a voice from above & it's history
& we stayed awake all night 

& something is said and the whole room laughs aloud 
Me & 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
& the stars & stripes in the sand
We hear a voice from above & it's history
& we stayed awake all night 

They're dancing around 
It sends a shiver down my spine 
& [bad word] to look in the sky and 
I half expect to hear them asking [bad word] down 
(oh) Will they fly or will they fall? 
To be excited by a long late night