Lyrics:

Broken from orbit and not returning.
Stupid, find satillite, brighter burning.
The view is so blue for so long;
You're a sinking shell,
In an ink well.
Kind of a common feeling; free-fall,
Losing the will to make distress calls.
Forgetting youre falling and feeling your blood slow down.
Who could you tell?

Make the ending as good as the show;
Burn 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 plummet
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;
Burn as you go.
No connection,
No mission control.

Make the ending as good as the show;
Burn as you go.
No connection,
No mission control.