The Third Planet

I come from the third planet
My sky is blue
All around is great confusion
I don’t know what to do
My master knows no way of stopping
All that is wrong
I work his maths, I do his shopping
I build his bombs
I come from the third planet
My sky is blue
All around is great confusion
I’m calling to you
If you can hear me, oh please answer
Vision or sound
Or stars that twinkle like the dancer
On synthetic ground
I come from the third planet
My sky is blue
All around is great confusion
But what can I do?
Should I speak in words of danger?
Or should I watch
A traveler upon the station
That I can’t get off?
I come from the third planet
My sky is blue
All around me is confusion
I don’t know what to do
Deep in the shadows of this lifetime
I feel a glow
Maybe I’ll find the thing that breathes me
Maybe I’ll know