Lyric
|
Standing
|
There
|
Alone,
|
The
|
Ship
|
Is
|
Waiting.
|
All
|
Systems
|
Are
|
Go.
|
“Are
|
You
|
Sure?”
|
Control
|
Is
|
Not
|
Convinced,
|
But
|
The
|
Computer
|
Has
|
The
|
Evidence.
|
No
|
Need
|
To
|
Abort.
|
The
|
Countdown
|
Starts.
|
Watching
|
In
|
A
|
Trance,
|
The
|
Crew
|
Is
|
|
Lyric
|
Certain.
|
Nothing
|
Left
|
To
|
Chance,
|
All
|
Is
|
Working.
|
Trying
|
To
|
Relax
|
Up
|
In
|
The
|
Capsule
|
“Send
|
Me
|
Up
|
A
|
Drink.”
|
Jokes
|
Major
|
Tom.
|
The
|
Count
|
Goes
|
On…
|
4,
|
3,
|
2,
|
1
|
Earth
|
Below
|
Us
|
Drifting,
|
Falling.
|
Floating
|
Weightless
|
|
Lyric
|
Calling,
|
Calling
|
Home…
|
Second
|
Stage
|
Is
|
Cut.
|
We’re
|
Now
|
In
|
Orbit.
|
Stabilizers
|
Up,
|
Running
|
Perfect.
|
Starting
|
To
|
Collect
|
Requested
|
Data.
|
“What
|
Will
|
It
|
Affect
|
When
|
All
|
Is
|
Done?”
|
Thinks
|
Major
|
Tom.
|
Back
|
At
|
Ground
|
Control,
|
There
|
Is
|
|
Lyric
|
A
|
Problem.
|
“Go
|
To
|
Rockets
|
Full.”
|
Not
|
Responding.
|
“Hello
|
Major
|
Tom.
|
Are
|
You
|
Receiving?
|
Turn
|
The
|
Thrusters
|
On.
|
We’re
|
Standing
|
By.”
|
There’s
|
No
|
Reply.
|
4,
|
3,
|
2,
|
1
|
Earth
|
Below
|
Us
|
Drifting,
|
Falling.
|
Floating
|
Weightless
|
Calling,
|
Calling
|
|
Lyric
|
Home…
|
Across
|
The
|
Stratosphere,
|
A
|
Final
|
Message:
|
“Give
|
My
|
Wife
|
My
|
Love.”
|
Then
|
Nothing
|
More.
|
Far
|
Beneath
|
The
|
Ship,
|
The
|
World
|
Is
|
Mourning.
|
They
|
Don’t
|
Realize
|
He’s
|
Alive.
|
No
|
One
|
Understands,
|
But
|
Major
|
Tom
|
Sees.
|
“Now
|
The
|
|
Lyric
|
Light
|
Commands
|
This
|
Is
|
My
|
Home,
|
I’m
|
Coming
|
Home.”
|
Earth
|
Below
|
Us
|
Drifting,
|
Falling.
|
Floating
|
Weightless
|
Coming
|
Home…
|
Earth
|
Below
|
Us
|
Drifting,
|
Falling.
|
Floating
|
Weightless
|
Coming
|
Home…
|
Earth
|
Below
|
Us
|
Drifting
|
Falling.
|
Floating
|
Weightless
|
Coming,
|
Coming
|
Home… x8
|
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