| 作词 : Andrew King/Paul Cupi | |
| 作曲 : Andrew King/Declan Rollings/Ross Mcleish/Paul Cupi | |
| Distant worlds | |
| Sitting in a dust cloud | |
| Dusting pearls | |
| This pale blue dot will rot | |
| To Jupiter, take my time | |
| Distant worlds, sitting in a dust cloud | |
| Dusting pearls | |
| This pale blue dot will rot | |
| Jupiter, take my time | |
| ‘Cause it’s not mine | |
| Oyasuminasai | |
| But it’s too late, mate | |
| To be human | |
| I’m fading away like a fish in a clay pot | |
| Death’s keys have been cut | |
| and my passport is a stage prop | |
| As my Sunday best hangs in a wardrobe in a dust bag | |
| I’m a handbag in a rucksack | |
| Self conscious, distant | |
| Gone in a flash in an instant | |
| Just smoked an ounce now I’m lifted | |
| To a galaxy far in the distance | |
| Expanding my mind, precious is time | |
| Looking for clues in my vision | |
| Zodiac sign, may Gemini | |
| Pale blue dot got me thinking | |
| Wishing, how to prolong our existence | |
| From rotting away, gone are the days | |
| We can abuse our position | |
| Gotta wake up and transition | |
| Break down the walls bun the system | |
| So we can cure all the symptoms | |
| of our man-made addiction, yeah | |
| Distant worlds | |
| Sitting in a dust cloud | |
| Dusting pearls | |
| This pale blue dot will rot | |
| Jupiter, take my time | |
| Distant worlds | |
| Sitting in a dust cloud | |
| Dusting pearls | |
| This pale blue dot will rot | |
| Jupiter, take my time | |
| Pleiades, play me these | |
| Beautiful melodies | |
| You don’t really wanna go out that way, | |
| Too far to see today | |
| Europa one step closer | |
| Europa one step closer | |
| This pale blue dot will rot |
| zuo ci : Andrew King Paul Cupi | |
| zuo qu : Andrew King Declan Rollings Ross Mcleish Paul Cupi | |
| Distant worlds | |
| Sitting in a dust cloud | |
| Dusting pearls | |
| This pale blue dot will rot | |
| To Jupiter, take my time | |
| Distant worlds, sitting in a dust cloud | |
| Dusting pearls | |
| This pale blue dot will rot | |
| Jupiter, take my time | |
| ' Cause it' s not mine | |
| Oyasuminasai | |
| But it' s too late, mate | |
| To be human | |
| I' m fading away like a fish in a clay pot | |
| Death' s keys have been cut | |
| and my passport is a stage prop | |
| As my Sunday best hangs in a wardrobe in a dust bag | |
| I' m a handbag in a rucksack | |
| Self conscious, distant | |
| Gone in a flash in an instant | |
| Just smoked an ounce now I' m lifted | |
| To a galaxy far in the distance | |
| Expanding my mind, precious is time | |
| Looking for clues in my vision | |
| Zodiac sign, may Gemini | |
| Pale blue dot got me thinking | |
| Wishing, how to prolong our existence | |
| From rotting away, gone are the days | |
| We can abuse our position | |
| Gotta wake up and transition | |
| Break down the walls bun the system | |
| So we can cure all the symptoms | |
| of our man-made addiction, yeah | |
| Distant worlds | |
| Sitting in a dust cloud | |
| Dusting pearls | |
| This pale blue dot will rot | |
| Jupiter, take my time | |
| Distant worlds | |
| Sitting in a dust cloud | |
| Dusting pearls | |
| This pale blue dot will rot | |
| Jupiter, take my time | |
| Pleiades, play me these | |
| Beautiful melodies | |
| You don' t really wanna go out that way, | |
| Too far to see today | |
| Europa one step closer | |
| Europa one step closer | |
| This pale blue dot will rot |
| zuò cí : Andrew King Paul Cupi | |
| zuò qǔ : Andrew King Declan Rollings Ross Mcleish Paul Cupi | |
| Distant worlds | |
| Sitting in a dust cloud | |
| Dusting pearls | |
| This pale blue dot will rot | |
| To Jupiter, take my time | |
| Distant worlds, sitting in a dust cloud | |
| Dusting pearls | |
| This pale blue dot will rot | |
| Jupiter, take my time | |
| ' Cause it' s not mine | |
| Oyasuminasai | |
| But it' s too late, mate | |
| To be human | |
| I' m fading away like a fish in a clay pot | |
| Death' s keys have been cut | |
| and my passport is a stage prop | |
| As my Sunday best hangs in a wardrobe in a dust bag | |
| I' m a handbag in a rucksack | |
| Self conscious, distant | |
| Gone in a flash in an instant | |
| Just smoked an ounce now I' m lifted | |
| To a galaxy far in the distance | |
| Expanding my mind, precious is time | |
| Looking for clues in my vision | |
| Zodiac sign, may Gemini | |
| Pale blue dot got me thinking | |
| Wishing, how to prolong our existence | |
| From rotting away, gone are the days | |
| We can abuse our position | |
| Gotta wake up and transition | |
| Break down the walls bun the system | |
| So we can cure all the symptoms | |
| of our man-made addiction, yeah | |
| Distant worlds | |
| Sitting in a dust cloud | |
| Dusting pearls | |
| This pale blue dot will rot | |
| Jupiter, take my time | |
| Distant worlds | |
| Sitting in a dust cloud | |
| Dusting pearls | |
| This pale blue dot will rot | |
| Jupiter, take my time | |
| Pleiades, play me these | |
| Beautiful melodies | |
| You don' t really wanna go out that way, | |
| Too far to see today | |
| Europa one step closer | |
| Europa one step closer | |
| This pale blue dot will rot |
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