Is God somehow waving from a distance?
Or an act of some alien existence?
Is it us in this simply tired of waiting?
Are these numbers truly coordinated?
It looks like we need a ship
It looks like we have been found
This is it - this is us
Getting what we asked for
This is it - this is us
Beside a map of stars
This i where we must go!
For endless aeons we were stranding
In a sea of black we have been floating
And now it all seems so ironic
This is the age of pure denial
We were not really there
There was no point in waiting
This is it - this is us
Getting what we asked for
This is it - this is us
Beside a map of stars
This is where we must go!

INVIA LE CORREZIONI