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MAJOR TOM (COMING HOME)
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Standing there alone,
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the ship is waiting.
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All systems are go.
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"Are you sure?"
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Control is not convinced,
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but the computer
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has the evidence.
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No need to abort.
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The countdown starts.
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Watching in a trance,
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the crew is certain.
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Nothing left to chance,
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all is working.
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Trying to relax
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up in the capsule
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"Send me up a drink."
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jokes Major Tom.
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The count goes on...
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4, 3, 2, 1
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Earth below us
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drifting, falling.
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Floating weightless
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calling, calling home...
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Second stage is cut.
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We're now in orbit.
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Stabilizers up,
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runnning perfect.
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Starting to collect
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requested data.
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"What will it affect
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when all is done?"
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thinks Major Tom.
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Back at ground control,
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there is a problem.
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"Go to rockets full."
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Not responding.
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"Hello Major Tom.
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Are you receiving?
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Turn the thrusters on.
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We're standing by."
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There's no reply.
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4, 3, 2, 1
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Earth below us
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drifting, falling.
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Floating weightless
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calling, calling home...
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Across the stratosphere,
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a final message:
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"Give my wife my love."
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Then nothing more.
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Far beneath the ship,
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the world is mourning.
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They don't realize
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he's alive.
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No one understands,
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but Major Tom sees.
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"Now the light commands
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this is my home,
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I'm coming home."
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Earth below us
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drifting, falling.
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Floating weightless
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coming home...
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Earth below us
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drifting, falling.
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Floating weightless
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coming, coming
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home...
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home.....
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MAJOR TOM (COMING HOME)
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| Peter Schilling |
