Tossed and scrambled in a cage
Some sixteen miles below
I attempted sending codes

But only ghosts reply

And it's cramped in here
Though the freezer's packed
With a hundred crates of beer
It won't wash away my tears
My fear

Considered writing novels
I thought hard about this career
Solved a dozen famous mysteries
But still I can't be clear

If there is anybody up there
Perhaps it's been a year
Is there still anybody up there?
No fear

Is there anybody up there, was you ever there at all?

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