Lyrics:
Venus, stop the trainFor the brakeman lost his placeSatellites were spinning and out of spaceThey televised her feelings while the lightThe light struck terrorI kept my distance because she fell in love with everyoneSmoking grass and taking Christmas treesShe fell in love with meI was polite to herA soft sadness having much more than herLonelinessHer father warmed the benchesVice president of southern branchesHe reached out to her when her mother sleptHe would never forget the lightThe light, the light striking terrorI kept my distance because she fell in love with everyoneSmoking grass and taking Christmas treesShe fell in love with meI was polite to herA soft sadness having much more than herLonelinessSatellites spinningSatellites spinWell the lightThe light, the lightThe light, the lightThe light strikes terrorThe light strikes terrorI keep my distance because she falls in love with everyoneSmoking grass and taking Christmas treesShe falls in love with meI'm polite to herA soft sadness having much more than herUglinessI keep my distance cause she falls in love with everyoneSmoking grass and taking Christmas treesShe falls in love with meI'm polite to herI reach my soft hand out to herI've known her for a very, very long time