Monochrome, by The Sundays - from the album Static and Silence
It's 4 in the morning, July in '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 is 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
An 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 - will they fly or will they fall?
To be excited by a long, late night
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