[Originally By Peter Schilling]
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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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running perfect
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starting to collect
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requested data
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what will it effect
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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 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 home...
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home.....home.......home...
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home............
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Major Tom
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Fenix TX |