We Can Breathe In Space, They Just Don't Want Us To Escape

Either I'm listening to a different song or these lyrics are completely wrong...<br /> <br /> Here are the correct lyrics...:<br /> <br /> And what comes next<br /> A chance to save ourselves<br /> Imagine magma encrusted in rock<br /> And on the surface of this world<br /> All eyes are on the clock<br /> All our empires, our philosophies<br /> Our practiced faiths, our revolutions<br /> Our proud sciences are but a flickering<br /> In one day of the lives of the stars<br /> <br /> We can breathe in space<br /> They just don't want us to escape<br /> We can breathe in space<br /> They just don't want us to escape<br /> <br /> And what comes next<br /> The constellations, yes, all 88 of them<br /> A chance to save ourselves<br /> Like the G8, they meet to procrastinate<br /> Greetings, we are an infant species<br /> Crawling into our own premature decline<br /> The north star is chairing the meeting<br /> He knows we're spoilt<br /> And he's sniggering at our histories<br /> <br /> We can breathe in space<br /> They just don't want us to escape<br /> We can breathe in space<br /> They just don't want us to escape<br /> <br /> The hollow proposals mean we'll migrate<br /> But they'll bleed us dry until the 11th hour<br /> And when dawn breaks I'll sit and stagnate<br /> With this metric tonne on your shoulders<br /> How do you cope<br /> We are an infant species<br /> Crawling into our own premature decline<br /> The north star is chairing the meeting<br /> He knows we're spoilt<br /> And he's sniggering at our histories<br /> <br /> Let's prove the stars wrong<br /> We've got to do this<br /> <br /> I find it hard to believe that we are alone