[Spoken Intro] (Static noise) "Mission Control... do you copy?" "Systems failing. Altitude decreasing." "Oxygen critical." "Tell my wife... I love her." "Goodbye, Houston." [Instrumental Build] (Synthesizers fade in. Slow, plodding bass line. Drums enter with a complex beat) [Verse 1] Floating in the tin can, looking at the blue Gravity is calling, coming for the crew Thrusters are empty, silence is loud Falling through the atmosphere, piercing the cloud I am the satellite of lost hope Sliding down the slippery slope [Chorus] Orbit decay, drifting away The clock is ticking on the final day Burning up like a shooting star Who knew the end would be this far? Physics is a cruel mistress, my friend Waiting for the curve to end [Verse 2] Variables shifting, mathematics fail Riding the comet, grabbing the tail I see the curvature flattening out This is what the void is all about The windows are hot, the metal screams Ending all my astronaut dreams [Chorus] Orbit decay, drifting away The clock is ticking on the final day Burning up like a shooting star Who knew the end would be this far? [Synth Solo] (Spacey, futuristic synthesizer solo - arpeggiators and pitch bends) [Bridge] I see the city lights below A billion people, a steady glow One flash of light across the sky They’ll make a wish as I die Make a wish... for me. [Verse 3] Heat shield failing, here comes the fire Climbing higher on the funeral pyre Ashes to ashes, dust to space Vanishing without a trace Signal lost. [Chorus] Orbit decay, drifting away The clock is ticking on the final day Burning up like a shooting star Who knew the end would be this far? [Outro] (Fading out) Falling... Burning... Silence. [End]
