i believe in outer space with radio towers and 
super powers where the car in the drive way will be
that of a lover you have waited your life over for
who's now climbing the stairs to your door.  i
believe in a quite place where mothers and daught-
ters will lay by the water and out in the landscape,
all the love makers undressing in freezing cold
weather, they wont even mind the winter, and sung
through a megaphone, a lullaby gentle and strong
that reaches to planets unknown, that reaches out
to gallaxies far off.  and the radio kids embrace with
head phones the size of their faces, they believe
in an outer space.  they found what they believe in
and it's right now and it's instant and it's far away
and it's distant.  and it's open and endless as love is.