Houston, we've got a problem can you save us?
I'm not one to ask for favors
If I could get it right, I would
Houston, I can see the meters falling
The alarm's gone off, it is calling
We're the worst ship lost at sea
With no footsteps to retrace
And the starlight as the interstate
Well I guess it's tough love
If I want to make it home tonight
Are you picking up at all?
It's hard to find a comfort in the calm
Well I guess it's tough luck
When the static is not enough
Houston, can you pinpoint our location?
In this mess of information?
Can you tell me what to do?
Houston, can you give me a good answer?
I need the news, I need the weather
How's the forecast look today?
With no footsteps to retrace
And the starlight as the interstate
Well I guess it's tough love
If I want to make it home tonight
Are you picking up at all?
It's hard to find a comfort in the calm
Well I guess it's tough luck
When the static is not enough
Houston, I can feel the ship, it is shaking
I've got seconds now, minutes maybe
And I've never felt more afraid
'Cause Houston, though I'm not afraid of dying
I've got some friends down there that like me
And would kill me if I never made it home
Oh God, Houston, I've got a lot of problems, do you copy?
My steering's fucked, can you guide me?
Can you bring me back to Earth?
Houston, I've been screaming, can't you hear me?
You've been silent, are you receiving?
Everything is going dark
Houston, this will be my last transmission
Can you tell my friends that I miss them?
Can you remind them of whom I was?