The first time he saw her was through a telescope,
A misfit cactus filled with bottled hope.

He answered like a sick man getting out of bed,
Suspicion and thirst, curiosity and dread.

Oh, the blindness in control,
Freeze the fatal bullet as we're falling through a hole in time.

Night, he came home and found the house burning,
Through the frozen smoke, he saw the Earth turning.

A curtain of silence fell on deaf ears,
His dream from the past was echoing through the years.

Oh, the blindness in control,
Freeze the fatal bullet as we're falling through a hole in time.