Cover this morning goodbye with the most tender flowers

‘Cause neither you nor I we don’t know what will happen

The gravity kept me close so I could feel the rain

That’s what I’ll be missing the most, yeah

Chorus: I want to make it, listening to old cassettes

Watch crimson sunsets over the fiery land

How many secrets’re in this infinite height?

I will be dreaming under the phoboslight

No limits’re there in the sky, our time remains fluid

There’s something bigger than life and I’m committed to it

In 45 thousand sols perhaps, we meet again

At the foot of Olympus Mons, yeah

Chorus: I want to make it, listening to old cassettes

Watch crimson sunsets over the fiery land

How many secrets’re in this infinite height?

I will be dreaming under the phoboslight

No place for fear, it’s now or never

And we could live this way forever

No place for fear, it’s now or never

And we could love this way..

Chorus: I want to make it, listening to old cassettes

Watch crimson sunsets over the fiery land

How many secrets’re in this infinite height?

I will be dreaming under the phoboslight

Under the phoboslight

Under the phoboslight