Broken from orbit and not returning Stupid, find satellite, brighter burning The view is so blue for so long You're a sinking shell in an ink well Kind of a common feeling, freefall Losing the will to make distress calls Forgetting you're falling and feeling your blood slow down Who could you tell? Make the ending as good as the show For as you go No connection No mission control And the air is thinning And inertia's winning The code that we spoken is broken beyond repair And I don't care Spin into the black Or plumet burning to the sea But either way I won't believe a word You send to me Make the ending as good as the show For as you go No connection No mission control Make the ending as good as the show For as you go No connection No mission control