| We left the earth in 1983, fingers groping for the galaxies,
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| reddened eyes stared up into the void, 1000 stars to be exploited
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| Somebody help me I’m falling, somebody help me, I’m falling down
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| Into sky, into earth, into sky, into earth …
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| It is so dark around, no life, no hope, no sound
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| no chance of seeing home again …
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| The universe is on fire, exploding without flame.
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| We are the lost ones; |
| we are the pioneers; |
| we are the lost ones
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| We are the ones they are going to build a statue for
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| ten centuries ago or were going to fifteen forward …
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| One Last brief whisper in our loved ones’ears
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| to reassure them and to pierce the fear
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| standing at controls then still unknown we told the world we were
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| about to go Somebody help me I’m missing, somebody help me I’m missing now
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| touch with my mind, I have no frame,
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| touch with my mind, I have no frame …
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| Well now where is the time and who the hell am I,
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| here floating in an aimless way?
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| No-one knows where we are, they can’t feel us precisely.
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| There is no fear here.
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| How can such a thing exist in a place where living and knowing
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| and being have never been heard of?
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| Doomed to vanish in the flickering light,
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| disappearing to a darker night,
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| doomed to vanish in a living death, living anti-matter, anti-breath
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| Somebody help me I’m losing, somebody help me, I’m losing now
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| people around, there’s no-one to touch,
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| no people around, no-one to touch.
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| I am now quite alone, part of a vacant time-zone,
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| here floating in the void,
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| only dimly aware of existence, a dimly existing awareness,
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| I am the lost one, I am the one you fear, I am the lost one,
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| I am the one who went up into space, or stayed where I was,
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| or didn’t exist in the first place … |