Destination Space Station - To Ganymede Lyrics

Too much to hold
Tentacles to rip the ground
Our fields will choke
The sun will bend the matter down
Awaited approach
The first machines to roam around
Decisions to go
Leviathans retreat but now
You couldn't part

Everybody acts alone
Roam to move the time along
Too much to save from home
To gather what we thought belonged
To the moons we go