Out of the dust of things A planet comes to stay A kilo-mega-gigaton of advice to take None of it pointing the same way None of it ever doing anything anyway I guess it's wasting all your time But are you sacrificing anything anyway Or have you only known the ride? (Collision imminent) What if I get granted access to the moving parts but find I don't know what it's made of? What if I get down there and the only drink around is something I don't like the taste of? What if I'm not emotionally equipped to make the best of the worst situations? What if it's all ok? Wait in line to fight a fire that's out before your turn Wait in line and then expire and somehow still get burned I never wanted to be anyone anyway I never wanted to be here I guess nobody ever wanted to be themselves And if they did it would be weird Floating further and further away Floating further and further away