"Every one of us is, in the cosmic perspective, precious. If a human disagrees with you, let him live. In a hundred billion galaxies, you will not find another."
― Carl Sagan (1934 - 1996)
lyrics
All the arrogance ceases with a glance from a distant point
Indiscernible, everything we've ever known
Enemies and friends make their foolish plans sinking in the pride
Wasting breath about how much do we think we own
Faintly it's shining through the night
It's almost out of sight
We've made it out this far
All of the beacons will subside
It gets too dark outside
To find out where we are
So what the consequences are going to be if
The short-time thinking and conceit prevail
This is our last stand against the vanity
No one could save us from ourselves
This is our last stand against the vanity
There is no one to save us from ourselves
In the end we stare at the skyline where we can't define ourselves
Waiting modestly for a sign
