He doesnt have a friend just some occupations
Staring at the sky or at computer screens
It gets you in the neck, all this looking skywards
But every marty knows that you suffer in belief

But if only you could see that things that he has seen!
cos he knows that he can tell you just what all this means

He knows, its true that theyre our there
He knows, its true that theyre our there
And theres very little faith left on this world

Theres so much in the sky, it must be hiding something
He thinks that hes prepared and hes counting down the days

And if only you could see the things that he has seen!
cos hes sure that he could tell you just what all this means

Its so easy when we sneer
And mock the faith that he holds dear
But just like us hes chasing dreams

If you look hard enough then youll see it clearly
Theres something that we need always coming from the sky

And theres very little faith left on this world