Although it took some time to admit
Nothing was getting any better
Transmissions sent and lifetimes spent
Time away from the wife and the kids
Every night spent numbering the stars
Pouring over star charts and radio waves
All for nothing
Transmitters and receivers shutting down
Sending the boys back to their families
Null and void and useless to us now:
The info of a million hopeful seekers
Giving up the search
The chances are too slim
Keep your eyes dead set upon the ground
It must not exist
Since intelligence hasn't answered us back
Now, why do you think that is?
Now all they'll find
Is remnants of someone who left
So keep both your eyes
Dead set upon the ground
And maybe we can escape with our lives
We're always looking for an easy way out
We always need what we've just thrown out
The human perception of past
We'll need what we're gonna throw out
So try and make it last
If we leave all they'll find
Is remnants of someone who left
If we keep all our eyes
Up off the ground
Then maybe we can escape with our lives
When they come