We're Flawed, All of Us
The story in the song
This original tribute song reflects the haunting journey of Battlestar Galactica: the fall of the Twelve Colonies, the search for Earth, and the fragile humanity that survives between flesh and steel. It’s not just about war among the stars, but about what it means to be human when hope itself is fragile.
A somber sci-fi ballad with deep ambient synths, soft piano, and slow strings - Haunting, melancholic vocals that carry the weight of loss and fading hope - Lyrics weaving the stories of Adama, Starbuck, Gaius, and the fractured fleet - A reflective tone on survival, guilt, identity, and the blurred lines between human and machine
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Lyrics
Ashes still fall from the burning sky,
Twelve worlds gone, no time to cry.
We run through stars with ghosts in tow,
Carrying sins we’ll never show.
We look for Earth, we chase the dream,
But every light is not what it seems.
We build, we break, we beg, we bleed—
And pray the gods will intercede.
We’re flawed, all of us, lost in the dark,
Pieces of souls and broken sparks.
Flesh and steel, both wear the scars,
Searching for home among the stars.
Who’s the enemy? Who is me?
In mirrored eyes, what do we see?
Toasters or men, what’s left to fight
When every wrong once felt so right?
Forgiveness is a lie we tell,
To sleep at night in this moving hell.
And love—it’s brief, like morning dew,
A moment real, then gone too soon.
We’re flawed, all of us, forged in pain,
Walking through fire again and again.
Fate wrote our names in ash and stone,
Still we fly—afraid, alone.
Adama weeps behind command,
Starbuck’s ghost slips through his hand.
Gaius prays to gods he betrayed,
And still the price has not been paid.
There is no pure, there is no just,
Just rust and blood, and dying trust.
But maybe flaws are all we are—
Wounded hearts chasing distant stars.