THE BEGINNING:
C week and two days
Is a long time to be lost in space
With your cords frayed
And your instruments all in disarray
With no way to make sound
No words allowed escape
No oxygen that can take on
A sound-wave length
The navigation has been erased and it's not the same since
Sailing round the Galaxy actually in the Milky Way and
Passing all these astronauts helmets off
Somehow feeling safe in
Someplace where there's nothing there's no one it's the anti-oasis
Cnd I don't think I'll make it
I've seen the same star six times
But I thought it was different
Cll I know is I am lost and spinnin'
End over end
Written by: Matt Farren & Royal Dean