Yulia

Diamonds in the face of nighttime

Watch them as they float along

I was up there floating with them

And you know that I was gone

The radio sings a patriot song

It's the devil that you know

Yulia, Yulia, Yulia

We were standing on the platform

Favourite sons of history

Now you're back in Prostornaya

Writin' in your diary

They flip one switch, and mission control

And I'm never coming home

Yulia, Yulia, Yulia

Oh, oh, I woke up from a fever dream

Oh, oh, like floating in a salty sea

I'm standing here, drifting alone

And my heart beats slow

And I hope they bring my body back, Yulia

So when they turn the cameras on you

Baby, please still speak for me

Turn up to the dark above you

As they edit me from history

I'm 20 million miles from my comfortable home

This place is very cold

Yulia, Yulia, Yulia

There's nothing out here, nothing out here, nothing out

Nothing out here, nothing out here

There's nothing out here, nothing out here, nothing out

Here, nothing out here, nothing out