Houston, we've got a problem can you save us? I'm not one to ask for favors If I could get it right, I would Houston, I can see the meters falling The alarm's gone off, it is calling We're the worst ship lost at sea With no footsteps to retrace And the starlight as the interstate Well I guess it's tough love If I want to make it home tonight Are you picking up at all? It's hard to find a comfort in the calm Well I guess it's tough luck When the static is not enough Houston, can you pinpoint our location? In this mess of information? Can you tell me what to do? Houston, can you give me a good answer? I need the news, I need the weather How's the forecast look today? With no footsteps to retrace And the starlight as the interstate Well I guess it's tough love If I want to make it home tonight Are you picking up at all? It's hard to find a comfort in the calm Well I guess it's tough luck When the static is not enough Houston, I can feel the ship, it is shaking I've got seconds now, minutes maybe And I've never felt more afraid 'Cause Houston, though I'm not afraid of dying I've got some friends down there that like me And would kill me if I never made it home Oh God, Houston, I've got a lot of problems, do you copy? My steering's fucked, can you guide me? Can you bring me back to Earth? Houston, I've been screaming, can't you hear me? You've been silent, are you receiving? Everything is going dark Houston, this will be my last transmission Can you tell my friends that I miss them? Can you remind them of whom I was?