She Sits By The Window, Stares Into The Night

Just Waiting For A Foreign Sound From Outside

Far Beyond The Atmospheres, She Is Listening For A Call To Take Her Homewards

To Herself

Oh, I Love You So

He Who's Master Of The Icy Shots Won't Harm You In The Morning

She Knows That The Pavement's Hard, There Between The Stars

To Travel On To Martian Homesick City

She Is Weeping Silently But There's Not A Tear

Just Raindrops Falling From The Painted Ceiling

The Dance Of The Foraging Bee Will Number All The Things

She Has Been Longing For All Of Her Life

I Will Not Pass This Night In Vain, She Says

I'll Stand This Kind Of Rain

I Know The Way, I'll Find The Path

Yes, Carol Wants To Go To Mars, Back Where The Red-cold Sun Is Sinking

To The Channels Of A'daar

Day Breaks Through The Grating

Someone Moves A Chair

And Sunlight Blisters Dazzling On A Glass

Take A Pill And Greet The Day For Sedative Holidays

Why Aren't You Sleeping In The Night

Oh, I Love You So

He Who's Master Of The Icy Shots Won't Harm You Till The Evening

We Shall Meet Tomorrow Night

And I'll Kiss You Just As Tenderly As Cygnus Kissed The Deserts