Permission now to let this thing land
I'm too far gone to know where I am
Conditions are worse than we planned

Permission now to let this thing land

Heading straight into the blackness

Beyond the point of ever turning back
Slipping off the radar through a hole in space
Goes the passenger sitting backwards


Adam took the apple, I was not involved
I'm not responsible for how lost we are

Batten down the hatches, extinction calls
But Adam took the apple, I was not involved


Heading straight into the blackness
Way beyond the point of ever turning back
Slipping off the radar through a hole in space

Goes the passenger sitting backwards




Maybe a rumble
Maybe nothing more

Maybe a thunder
There before she blows
Maybe not a big bang

But just a little white noise

Into the furnace of red twilight

Threading like a needles through searchlights
Fading further and spinning right
Into the furnace of red twilight


Heading straight into the blackness
Too far gone, now there's no turning back

Slipping off the radar through a hole in space
Goes the passenger sitting backwards.