Floating out here in my spacecraft
My senses inspecting, detecting
What seems like a beautiful world
Amazing, this blue and this green sphere
Abundance of chances for life here
The fact is, they live in a beautiful world

It seems there are signs of infection
Too much misdirection, destruction, confection
In a beautiful world
In a beautiful world

By the stars, by the light
Of the galaxy's might
All seems so right
A beautiful world

Where the birds and the bees, and the valleys and the trees
And the terrible beauty of the mountains and seas
And the ice and the fire, and the cities, the spires
So lucky to live in a beautiful world

And the music, and the dance, all the joys of romance
Oh, sweet are the plains, all the forests and rains
So lucky to live in a beautiful world
And the bird and the toil, and the locks and the soil
So lucky to live in a beautiful world

So lucky to live in

We can move in the night and the Sun's heat and light
From the jungles of green to the poles, cold and white
A beautiful world
So lucky to live in
And the hopes and the fields, and the thoughts and the plants
And the progress of knowledge, and the family of man
A beautiful world

And the fight between love and the darkness of hate
And a realization before it's too late
A beautiful world

Don't fuck it up