The Pioneers Over C

We left the earth in 1983, fingers groping for the galaxies
Reddened eyes stared up into the void, 1000 stars to be exploited
Somebody help me, I'm falling, somebody help me, I'm falling down
Into sky, into Earth, into sky, into Earth.

It is so dark around, no life, no hope, no sound
No chance of seeing home again.

The universe is on fire, exploding without flame
We are the lost ones, we are the pioneers, we are the lost ones
We are the ones, they're going to build a statue for
Ten centuries ago or were going to fifteen forward.

One last brief whisper in our loved ones' ears
To reassure them and to pierce the fear
Standing at controls then still unknown
We told the world we were about to go.

Somebody help me, I'm missing, somebody help me, I'm missing now
Touch with my mind, I have no frame, touch with my mind, I have no frame
Well, now where is the time and who the hell am I
Here floating in an aimless way?

No one knows where we are, they can't feel us precisely
There is no fear here, how could such a thing exist in this place
Where living and knowing and being have never been heard of?
Have never been heard of?

Doomed to vanish in the flickering light, disappearing to a darker night
Doomed to wander in a living death, living anti-matter, anti-breath
Somebody help me, I'm losing, somebody help me, I'm losing now
People around, there's no one to touch, people around, no one to touch.

I am now, quite alone, part of a vacant time zone, floating in the void
Only dimly aware of existence, a dimly, existing awareness
I am the lost one, I am the one you fear, I am the lost one
I am the one who pressed through space or stayed where I was
Or didn't exist in the first place.