I've seen the earth fit
Under my fingertip
I've seen our Sun as another star
And I've been hoping in the inky black
For gravity to bring me back
The more I see the great unknown
The more I want to be back home
So tell me there's a sole survivor
No one's getting out alive
In all that nothing, I learned one thing
That we've got something inescapable
Gravitational
From the crush of dust comes us
And we are beautiful
Oh, I still feel the pull
The heavy chemicals
For your touch, that rush, that binds
It's gravitational
Out of your orbit
This stricken battleship
Is charting a course for the long ride home
So I'm aiming at a pale blue dot
Gonna give it one more shot
The more I see the great unknown
The more I wanna get back home
So tell me there's a sole survivor
No one's getting out alive
In all that nothing, I learned one thing
That we've got something inescapable
Gravitational
From the crush of dust comes us
And we are beautiful
Oh, I still feel the pull
The heavy chemicals
For your touch, that rush, that binds
It's gravitational
It's gravitational
The touch, the rush
The touch, the rush
The touch, the rush
The touch, the rush
The touch, the rush, that binds
The touch, the rush, that binds
The touch, the rush, that binds
The touch, the rush, that binds
The touch, the rush
The touch, the rush, that binds
The touch, the rush, that binds
The touch, the rush, that binds
The touch, the rush, that binds
The touch, the rush, that binds
The touch, the rush, that binds
The touch, the rush, that binds
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