Searching through your own home
Within each room sits much unknown
Where is ev'rybody
I can't find your frequency
Too high, too low
Too hot, too cold
Too soft, too hard
I'll start by counting the stars
Supporting Venus and Mars
Building intelligent life
The numbers adding up right
But no-one... No-one...
No-one's waving... No-one's waving... Back...back...back
Goldilocks in her chair
Sits broken by the stairs
Such comfort in her zone
Eating up all the bowls
But no-one... No-one...
No-one's waving... No-one's waving... Back...back...back
Goldilocks brushes her hair
She's smiling, she never cares
Going back to her bed
Sleeping, but looking quite dead