Yulia

Diamonds in the face of night time
Watch them as they float along
I was up there floating with them
And you know that I was gone
The radio sings a patriot’s song
It’s the devil that you know
Yulia, Yulia, Yulia
We were standing on the platform
The favorite sons of history
While you’re back in Prostornaya
Writing in your diary
They flip on switch at mission control
I’m never coming home
Yulia, Yulia, Yulia
Oh, oh! I woke up from a fever dream
Oh, oh! Of floating in the salty sea
I’m stranded up here drifting along
And my heart beats slow
And I hope they bring my body back
Yulia
So when they turn the cameras on you
Baby, please don’t speak of me
Point up to the dark above you
As they edit me from history
I’m 20 million miles from a comfortable home
And space is very cold
Yulia, Yulia, Yulia
There’s nothing out here, nothing out here, nothing out
Nothing out here, nothing out here
There’s nothing out here, nothing out here, nothing out here
Nothing out here, nothing out