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 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...

4321
Earth below us
driftingfalling.
Floating weightless
callingcalling home...

Second stage is cut.
We re now in orbit.
Stabilizers up
runnning perfect.
Starting to collect
requested data.
"What will it affect
when all is done?"
thinks Major Tom.

Back at ground control
there is 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.

4321
Earth below us
driftingfalling.
Floating weightless
callingcalling 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 light commands
this is my home
I m coming home."

Earth below us
driftingfalling.
Floating weightless
coming home...
Earth below us
driftingfalling.
Floating weightless
comingcoming
home...
home.....

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