I don't want to be the one,
The rebel with the gun, 
Statue on the street,
People at your feet,
I'd rather fly into the sun,
Be the universal one,
No countries in the sky,
Beyond the satellites.

We're only a pale blue dot,
Looking back from the moons of Saturn,
Man we fight a lot,
There's no excuse, no rhyme nor reason.

Chorus.
Turn it into a myth if you want to,
A story that goes on and,
On and on for evermore,
The believers' wagon is always waiting,
To use words for dictating,
He doesn't care what they meant before.

Verse 2:
It matters that I think,
It matters that I breath,
The water that I drink-
Same water that you need,
The shadow that I make,
The passing shape of me,
If that's all I create,
It's between the sun and me,

We're only a pale blue dot,
Looking back from the moons of Saturn,
Man we fight a lot,
There's no excuse, no rhyme nor reason.

Chorus: