Slow way down to touch ground
Could this be the place where
It first dawns on us lost our way
Preparing for a landing turns out
Just to have been wasting time
Cut our losses and make a home
Alone right now the space, it comes around
So we find 60 billion planets galaxies
And we had to pick this one
It's so f*cking terrible of us
We lost our way compromised ourselves
It's not a question of who's to blame
It's just us and these controls
Traveling through these spaces we below us
We've lost our way