Cloud Cult

A million years it's been, since the search began. Still can't find it. Still can't find it. The fuel is nearly spent. Check the maps again. Can't let go of it. Can't let go of it. Now the crew is cold and drunk on chemicals. Can't believe in it. Can

You were born into a strange world. Like a candle, you were meant to share the fire. I don't know where we come from, and I don't know where we go. But my arms were made to hold you, so I will never let you go. Cuz you were born to change this life.