Mars (4-trk) Take me there (I don't know if I can keep going on anymore) I don't care (The radio-wave signals I just can't hear 'em anymore) We'll find love Holding out so high Spacegirl lands (You left your hands and the sands of time in a jar) Takes my hands (A glare of blinding white light I can see anymore) Blurs my view Holding out so high Mars ain't the kind of place to raise your kids In fact it's cold as hell Engines whirr (take me away from this place I can't live anymore) Memphis blurred (the pyramids are like tiny blips in a pile on the floor) Sunset deep Holding out so high Mars ain't the kind of place to raise your kids In fact it's cold as hell