Untempo Lyrics

My question is at this difficult time
Is it safe for my friends to come home
The state of play on this critical day
Make it hard for my friends to come home

Though I love but don't own
Such a beautiful scene
That is printed on my eye
When I close it instead

Escape my low-down friend
In the moon buggie that I've made
From the bricks in my house

Two-stroke propellers and twine
Stroll out the gates of the stars
And pull the thorn from Jupiter's side

Come from long way
Come for a last day
Kissed by the vacuum that will swallow us all