The middle lane has trapped my car

in red-light claustrophobia.

I slip the shackles, cut the rope ---

stand naked with a telescope

as the cat walks alone

under a big sky.

Against the dark so thin and white ---

gonna be a big sky night.



Miss Galileo, come with me

and view the new Astronomy.

Black hole dressing on salad plate ---

quasar at the kissing gate.

Now the cat, he walks alone

under a big sky.

Umbrella dome pin-pricked in lights ---

gonna be a big sky night.



My spectacles, my white lab coat ---

my coffee, thermos and my notes.

I pat my pockets. I got the keys

to the secrets of the observatory.

And closing the door,

I feel a new dawn

as the darker slides align ---

you to yours and me to mine.



And now you stand, assisting me ---

I can touch what I can see, see, see.

I look in wonder, I feel no shame ---

see the consequences of the game.

Expand the universe.

Head for the Big Bang.

Reach for my switch and shout ---

gonna turn the big sky out.



There's got to be astronomy.

Astronomy.