We'd reached the end of our own galaxy, with nothing to see beyond
The darkness of the field of vision uninterrupted by stars or planets
An exception was a swirling point upon the horizon, it was a rarity
Gravity and time meant nothing at moment, we couldn't plan this
Without any resources to return home, we'd enter the singularity
The moment we did, existence changed, we could understand it
Existence is defined by laws of the physics, bound inherently
Our voyage left our ship weakened, after we'd run the gamut
Finding our planet in the darkness, reaching home safely
