Instinct Unto Others

I never sleep
I get around
I'd rather die
Than touch the ground

I push it hard
I keep it straight
I'll never stop, won't fall behind
I never wait

I pierce through the iron clouds
Of a world so cold
I hammer the thunder down
From the skies above
I need you to know

I cut the wire with a steady hand
And get to fly far, far away
I touch down on a new ground
Good God, God's far away

One million years
Don't shed a tear
But sweating hard
Pressing on
Persevere