Too late to call
My house fills up with void
Surrounded by void
Interstellar company
I'll ride my Vostok to the sunshine
Sun, stars take me with you
I can see her clear
The utopy is in her eyes
I won't reach her now
Lost in my sidereal
Do I know you?
Main sequence next to god
He says he's getting old
Trying to escape his own funeral
Afraid of not finding truth
