This aeroplane is out of fuel
The instruments are flashing
The pilots, they don't have a clue
How to stop it crashing
The passengers are unaware
The in-flight movie is a distraction
We fall too fast, we'll land too hard
Unless we take some action
The air is cool at this altitude
It is a long way down
Strap on this parachute
And float slowly to the ground
This automobile is out of gas
The engine is complaining
Its battery and tyres are flat
Its systems are all failing
We are so very far from home
I fear we could be stranded
Unless we ditch this pile of chrome
We will be empty-handed
The air is cool at this altitude
It is a long way down
Strap on this parachute
And float slowly to the ground
We have the technologies
We have the tools
But our mythologies
Are blinding us to the truth
Oh, this machine is out of juice
Its screen is slowly fading
Remote control is of no use
Its circuitry is ailing
Does this decline create a space
For our own entertainment
A chance to relocate
Our lost imaginations?
The air is cool at this altitude
It is a long way down
Strap on this parachute
And float slowly to the ground
Antenna
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