space is colder
than the air in the mountains
where I come from
for years I've drifted
further and further
into the unknown

and I wonder
where have you gone?
and I wonder
what have you done?
what have you done?

space is older
than the air moving in and out
of your lungs
for years I've drifted
the math of a divinity
that goes on and on

and I wonder
where have you gone?
and I wonder
what have you done?
what have you done