The sphere is basked in space light
Because the distance from the stars
Is just right
Theories of creation are just far sight
Our atoms are packed in so tight
But will be dispersed
When take our space flight
Rea**ure me that our theories are sound
Save us from ourselves
Save us from ourselves
Carl Sagan are we doomed?
Can we save ourselves from ourselves?
Photo hemispheres as they bruise
Save ourselves from ourselves
And planetary doom