The disconnection begins, the air and energy run out
There's no one left in control, the ship floats adrift
And I, with a melancholic vision, review science and religion
I point to the sun through the window, that's where I used to live

A tiny blue dot gets lost in a million sparks
It's my planet a light day away and a lesson in perspective
And I, dead scared in a corner, think about my civilization
I whisper on the bridge that that's where I used to live

And then I break down crying and thousands of droplets defy gravity
I take the flag off my spacesuit and write on the back
That I am from humanity

As the monitor indicates, I have less and less time
To suffer the collision that will return me to the firmament
And I listen to the echo of my voice recording this broadcast
So that it sounds in the future and serves as a lesson

And then I break down crying and thousands of droplets defy gravity
I take the flag off my spacesuit and write on the back
I am from humanity, the fragile, miraculous, and casual existence
The smallest life is worth a thousand times more than the greatest nation
That could ever be invented

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