Nature Gets Its Way
Everyone steady
The lights have gone low
Stations and cities
Function no more
Everyone steady
The lights have gone low
Drearily sleeping
Laying down on the road
Down on their own
Nothing for no one
An empty show
No way to travel
But with no place to go
No place to go
This desperate country
The borders and shores
Stations and cities glisten
But function no more
Function no more
Writer/s: Destination Space Station
