Conditions are worse than we planned
Into the furnace of red twilight
Goes the passenger sitting backwards
I'm not responsible for how lost we are
Slipping off the radar through a hole in space
Slipping off the radar through a hole in space
Into the furnace of red twilight
Maybe a rumble but maybe nothing more
Heading straight to the blackness
Goes the passenger sitting backwards
Goes the passenger sitting backwards
Maybe a thunder there before she blows
Too far gone, now there's no turning back
So Adam took the apple, I was not involved
Slipping off the radar through a hole in space
Too far gone, now there's no turning back
Permission now to let this thing land
But Adam took the apple, was not involved
Heading straight to the blackness
Goes the passenger sitting backwards
Maybe not a big bang but just a little white noise
Batten down the hatches, extinction calls, yeah
Slipping off the radar through a hole in space
Heading straight to the blackness
And fading further and spinning right
Threading like a needle through searchlights
Beyond the point of ever turning back
Way beyond the point of ever turning back
Heading straight to the blackness
