Now i'm standing on the crossroad
Among the comets flying my way
All controlls now are absolutely lost
And only Universe is listening to Mayday
_________
There's too much oxygen for me
Too much space for me alone
I'll crush my ship and smash the dome
But maybe there's still point to be
All my transmitters are switched-on
But apparates strangely behave
I'm pressing button on and on
And hope again u'll come and save..
__________
I can hear the super-nova pulsing
Through the metal cover, through my hand
But i don't want to go dissolving
So i'm floating between purple nebulae of fate
__________
There's too much oxygen for me
Too much space for me alone
I'll crush my ship and smash the dome
But maybe there's still point to be
All my transmitters are switched-on
But apparates strangely behave
I'm pressing button on and on
And hope again u'll come and save..
__________
Transmitter
© Copyright: Ольга Бестужева, 2012
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