[Intro]
CQ-CQ-CQ
This is Sierra Two One Victor November Victor
Calling, secure and listening

[Verse 1]
The bit war raged and some survived
Offered a hand and promised life
Until atomic rays made cinders of the past
Engaging auto lock, we'd rise
Through cataclysmic coloured skies
Skyward through the atmosphere of a world that was
Kinetic motion, speed and stealth
Like liquid steel that won't relent
Scanning cities in the darkness far below
Freeze frame, track, cut and print
Riding blades of light and pitch
Crash and burn till stardust scatters all around

[Chorus]
This is Station 21, are you receiving me?
Have I lost you?
Can I hear your voice again?
Are you as happy as I remember?
Electric lights and synthetic thunder
Or are you busy firing rockets at the sun?
Hello from Station 21, are you hearing me?
I hope you know we'll never see your lights again
What can seem electric dreams
The war of silicon machines
And if I go back now, would I ever leave again?
[Verse 2]
Through the lens of magazines
New sounds, new styles, successive scenes
Watch it 24/7 on wall to wall TVs
Empires crumbled on command
Replaced by never never lands
Repelling waves from other realms sent to destroy
We lived, we danced, we raced, we run
From the oblivion to come
Dressed for the last dance of a hundred thousand suns
Electro heroes ignite the spark
New dimensions to light the dark
The torch was passed at the coming of our age

[Chorus]
This is Station 21, are you receiving me?
Have I lost you?
Can I hear your voice again?
Are you as happy as I remember?
Electric lights and synthetic thunder
Or are you busy firing rockets at the sun?
Hello from Station 21, are you hearing me?
I hope you know we'll never see your lights again
What can seem electric dreams
The war of silicon machines
And if I go back now, would I ever leave again?
This is Station 21, are you receiving me?
Have I lost you?
Can I hear your voice again?
Are you as happy as I remember?
Electric lights and synthetic thunder
Or are you busy firing rockets at the sun?
Hello from Station 21, are you hearing me?
I hope you know we'll never see your lights again
What can seem electric dreams
The war of silicon machines
And if I go back now, would I ever leave again?