Space is colder
  than the air in the mountains
  where I come from
  The air in the mountains
  where I come from
    For years I drifted
  Further and further
  into the unknown
  Further and further
  into the unknown
    Holly McNarland
    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
  The air moving in and out
  of your lungs
    For years I've drifted
  the math of a divinity
  that goes on and on
  the math of a divinity
  that goes on and on
    Holy McNarland
    And I wonder
  where have you gone?
  And I wonder
  what have you done?
  What have you done?