At the End of the Line

My lyrics submitted to Suno for this song:

[Intro] You’re probably wondering how we got here… Yes, criminals again. Another life sentence, with a planet for a cell— “Create a livable place, or die trying,” they tell. A cleanup crew for colonizers who came before, Who polluted the sky and smeared goo across the floor.

[Verse 1] We touched down in a valley of dust, Toxic water, poisoned air—nothing left we could trust. Day one was scavenging scraps just to survive, Crafting little hopes to keep this world alive.

[Verse 2] We scoured factories full of secrets gone cold, Mopping piles of goo why is it oddly nice to hold? Step by step, build by build, we push to break through— To the moment we could move on to somewhere new.

[Pre-Chorus] Then—finally—we rode that line, Through cave mouths and canyon spines, With a railcar full of loose supplies Bouncing left, right, a tense test for our lives.

[Chorus] But oh, it was worth it, When we burst through the final light-- The train came to a stop at the end of the line… There it was: A place of promise, stretching miles wide, A perfect central hub where our future could reside.

[Hook] A place of bounty—rich with ore and room to build high, More goo to clean? Yay! (don’t judge, it’s addictive, alright?), A fresh foundation where hope can finally thrive— A home worth living for, not just a place to survive.

[Bridge] So here we’ll settle down-- do some moon-hopping later, Heal this broken world and help life return greater. And maybe, when all’s done and our freedom’s offered back in kind… We’ll choose instead to stay forever beneath this sky... because...

[Outro] I like big basins, I like big basins, I like big basins and I cannot lie. I like big basins, (bigger the better) I like big basins, (at the end of the line) I like big basins and I cannot lie.