Giant Target - The Core lyrics

The sun is old, a lantern to the Earth But now I'm told there's a limit to its burn As the sun grows cold it gets a little brisk So it's time to find a fix My first instinct was to reignite the orb With some sort of bomb that it might absorb But the chances of it blowing us to bits Seemed too much a risk to take So what now, dear brain? Well we could find another sun, and pull it very near But it's much too hot and would burn the rope, I fear Maybe move off Earth, but all our stuff is here And it's too much stuff to take So what now, dear brain? We could drench the Moon in a ton of gasoline Then we'll strike a match, make the sun from scratch Well it might get hot, but it also might not And my breath begins to freeze We could split the Earth with a surgical slice Then divide the halves with a special device We'll scoop out the core like an avocado seed And then float it up on a cosmic breeze As the core ascends I can feel my toes again Everything is fine, we were just in time As my skin is warmed, I stare up at the core And it glows like my heart in the sky