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Lyrics
Am I alone? I am afraid. I feel I've lost myself in space
Is there a hope for me to claim that I am not floating away
I wish I could with some disdain say I know just where I am
The indication seems to point to unknown oblivion
I must try to navigate
Through mostly uncharted space
Can anyone hear my broadcast?
Am I within radio distance?
Help me out
Feeling myself slip
Falling out
Of solar orbit
Help me out
I need direction
Can't see past
My own reflection, oh, Houston
When we discussed the mission plan there was no talk of return
What that the point all along just to get me off the earth?
Was I a thorn in someone's side and they just had it in for me?
I must admit, in my frustration I sense conspiracy
Could I be making this up?
Could my instincts be way off?
I can't help but feel something's not right
Turn on my internal check engine light
I still have to navigate
Through mostly uncharted space
I'm sure no plan is without flaws
I can't help seeing my lost cause
Is there a hope for me to claim that I am not floating away
I wish I could with some disdain say I know just where I am
The indication seems to point to unknown oblivion
I must try to navigate
Through mostly uncharted space
Can anyone hear my broadcast?
Am I within radio distance?
Help me out
Feeling myself slip
Falling out
Of solar orbit
Help me out
I need direction
Can't see past
My own reflection, oh, Houston
When we discussed the mission plan there was no talk of return
What that the point all along just to get me off the earth?
Was I a thorn in someone's side and they just had it in for me?
I must admit, in my frustration I sense conspiracy
Could I be making this up?
Could my instincts be way off?
I can't help but feel something's not right
Turn on my internal check engine light
I still have to navigate
Through mostly uncharted space
I'm sure no plan is without flaws
I can't help seeing my lost cause
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