(On the morning of June 14, 1968

A group of hippies fled into the mountains of Colorado to wait for doomsday)

Four months and eight days

Been waiting here

Transporter broken

Horizon′s clear

No vegetation

Blips on my screen

Whatever was here

Has been disappeared

Now here's alright

Now here′s alright

Alright

Wait tower

Radar's going off

I see a small creature

Who can barely walk

My data says "large"

But what I see is small

Text reads "Big Danger"

This just looks tired

Now here's alright

Now here′s alright

Alright, alright

Come in tower

All our data′s wrong

Research inconsistent

We misread it all

There was no monster

And what's left is near dead

Control killed a phantom

From inside their heads

(Come in, come in

You′ve lost my screen) Now here's alright

(Do you respond?

Variable text field is frozen) Nowhere′s alright

(Look at your monitors

Dont take your eyes off the monitor) Alright

(We're losing you

Subterra outpost, stay calm) Alright

We′re losing you

You're going-) alrig-