Will we fall? will we get lost as we reach higher? What if we died yesterday? What will remain? Will we be known, remembered? We are afraid of wasting our lives. With the courage of an Auguste Piccard We farewell into the wilderness; the unknown You have to know that we are never coming back home Don't you worry, be sure we're doing better than great Will they fall? Will they get lost as they reach higher? They were afraid of wasting their lives. With the courage of an Auguste Piccard They farewelled into the wilderness, the unknown We should know that they are never coming back home Don't you worry, I'm sure they're doing better than great The further we go, the clearer we see This is why we were born to be The higher we reach, the more we see this is where we're supposed to be With the courage of an Auguste Piccard We farewell into the wilderness; the unknown You have to know that we are never coming back home Don't you worry, be sure we're doing better than great