Fake star, fake star, fake star Satellite All eyes searching skywards Your future's no longer here This land's so full of debris Circling our stratosphere Sending forth our detectors Searching for new signs of life No more going back to normal Now there's a new world in our sights They're circling the sky It takes its toll They're getting out of reach Out of control (Five, four, three, two, one) Nothing's untouchable Selling space amongst the stars Everything's possible Even tyre tracks on Mars Just because it's out of sight It doesn't stop us thinking That surely it's an oversight For who owns the space beyond the stars This world stopped making sense The day we opened doors In search of something new Everything's here but we're wanting more By the time that we are through And our theories put to rest We will think of something new Over and over again They're circling the sky It takes its toll They're getting out of reach Out of control Nothing's untouchable Selling space amongst the stars Everything's possible Even tyre tracks on Mars Catching a falling star Shooting lights across the sky A fake star or satellite So make a wish Before it dies Nothing's untouchable Selling space amongst the stars Everything's possible Even tyre tracks on Mars Catching a falling star Shooting lights across the sky A fake star or satellite So make a wish Before it dies Fake star, fake star, fake star Satellite