Vela - Eugene McGuinness

Vela, don’t blow away

The harbour’s out of sight

You’re not the farthest point of light

So shine your wondrous cosmic kite

Vela triangulates positions in the night

Before the ocean turns to ice

Before the storm charges the price

Ahhh, ahh, ahh, ahh…

Ahhh, ahh, ahh, ahh…

Ahhh, ahh, ahh, oooh.

Won’t you turn on the radio

Won’t you turn on the radio

Vela illuminates

Speak me tongues of old

Through a Red Sea Moses strolled

But now the reckless waves control

Vela, the story states you lead us to the shore

And then a funfair shall be born

So Vela, what’s the rainpour for?

Ahhh, ahh, ahh, ahh… (What's the rain pour for?)

Ahhh, ahh, ahh, ahh… (What's the rain pour for?)

Ahhh, ahh, ahh, oooh.

(What's the rain pour for?)

Won’t you turn on the radio

Won’t you turn on the radio

Won’t you turn on the radio

Won’t you turn on the radio

Vela, don’t blow away

Vela, don’t blow away