Текст: Paul Weller. Wake Up The Nation. Andromeda.

Tiny, tiny shades of light
Came dancing gently through my window
As I waved goodbye
To my other life

The dying planet grew dark and still
My feisty engines took me up and then
I could see [Incomprehensible]
Oh, Andromeda

I'm not ethereal, unreal
And I'm not waiting any longer
For this world to be still

I raise my glass and I win my pride
Sweet Andromeda

My mood gets lifted with the gravity's pull
Looks like I'm smiling but I'm dying too
Within the last [Incomprehensible]
Oh, sweet Andromeda