All alone on a rock
Colder than the constellations
Fired free of gravitations hollow
The mathematic suns
Sing to me what must be done
And anything is possible tomorrow
All alone on a rock
Far below the city's rolling
Colder than the ocean in it's shadow
I do not feel pain
I won't be going back again
And anything is possible tomorrow
Every shipwreck lying hollow
Every burned and broken cello
In it's far magellic dust
Is callin' back for me to follow
And I'm
All alone on a rock
Hanging in the solar gale
Sweeping down the fields of Galileo
The mathematic suns
Sing to me what must be done
They sing to me and sing as one
They're moving now it has begun
And anything is possible tomorrow
I do not feel pain
I won't be back this way again
And anything is possible tomorrow
