Calling planet anywhere,
I think I'll crash the ship again.
I try to gain control of the controls,
I'm losing.
Falling through this space again.
The sea water's deep and swollen.
Try to gain control of the controls.
I'm losing control.
Fell down too,
And broke my face.
They grew
Funeral flowers in a vase;
Lines of caskets on parade.
Help I'm Calling From an Island
Called Despair
Calling Planet Anywhere
I think I have Crashed Landed or Something
Right in the
Buildings.
I try to gain control of the control.
I'm losing control.
Condition worse then yesterday.
The same ol' seat at the parade.
Try to gain control of the controls...
I'm losing control
I'm falling through this space again.
The missions over: mission failure!
Try! to gain control of the control...