Calling from the Cosmos

INTRO [SPOKEN]

 

Psshht Is anyone there?

Psssht can anyone hear me?

There's been an accident,

We hit an asteroid

The fuel tank is completely shot,

The hull is in critical condition,

The thrusters are working at 50% capacity

And oxygen levels are dangerously low

We're completely off course,

We have no way of stabilising,

No way of knowing where we are

No way of getting back to Earth...

 

 

Spiraling aimlessly through the infinite cosmos,

Compiling memories of what seem like distant ghosts,

They reach out to me and confront my reservations

When the kids ask where's daddy going?

Daddy's going on vacation

Back before you know, so look after Mommy,

Behave, brush your teeth and help her with the clean laundry,

You guys complete me, you mean the world and more,

Maybe if you're lucky i'll fetch you a gift from the lunar store,

How about it honey? Mine you a diamond out of lunar ore

Finding time to rhyme is the comfort ive been looking for

Not gonna lie, finding motivation is breaking me,

Tumbling through the abyss thinking why has God forsaken me?

If God exists then why has he put me on this path?

To venture into blackness without ever looking back,

And be enveloped by the vastness that seeps through every crack,

For lack of a better word, I'm well and truly fucked,

Is it so absurd to ask for a little bit of luck?

 

Enough is enough its time to face up to reality,

Half the crew's dead and there's no fucking gravity,

Believe me when I say the novelty wears off quick,

When you can't even control what comes out of ya dick

Tick tick tock, the clock never stops, its the only constant,

More chance of the Catholic church turning Protestant

Than getting back to that rock called Earth to see my sons,

And the sums just dont add up, and i'm pretty close to giving up,

Im stuck in a rut and the thought of living ain't enticing,

Need to suck up these negative thoughts like a Dyson,

Got no time to be distraught when im wrestling with a bison,

Get that bitch in a headlock and poke his eyes til they sting,

Need to get ontop, need to take affirmative action,

Drop down to the cargo hold and take note of rations

Okay looks like there's enough for a week two,

Providing this ship doesn't chew me up like spacegoo,

But now i've got a grip and i'm clinging on like superglue,

Time to devise a plan whilst I leave you in this interlude

 

Right i'm back let me tell you what I got so far,

See that asteroid belt next to that star?

Well if I power up the reserves maybe we could make it,

50:50 chance but best believe that i'll take it,

If we can just intercept the gravitational pull,

Then lets just say our cup's not half empty but half full,

And im not trying to pull the wool over your eyes,

If we all should die, it would come as no surprise,

But right now we have no other option,

When we're looking down the barrel of a loaded shotgun,

We've got two choices...

Get our heads blown off or dig deep and raise our voices

But I still sense an air of reservation

One crew members asks " what if there's complications?"

I know the task we face together is formidable

But the place we're in right now is fucking inhospitable,

So stop mucking around like its a tough a decision,

And join reality so we can complete this mission.