Step back to the tranquility base,   and wonder why anyone would   Spend an entire lifetime on Earth.   It seems ridiculous that we should      Have to breathe in that air,   have to have not a care in the world.   But that world is the one that I long to leave...      Step back to the face   of the planet that seems so cruel.   That forces you to feign happiness,   when the moon is so beautiful...      At those meaningless books I'll stare.   And tell everyone how I've not a care   In the world where real joy can be so rare.      And why anyone would want   to live here is beyond me...   Why anyone would want to   spend their days and nights in indifference or worry.