Monday, February 1, 2010

Major Tom by Shiny Toy Guns

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



4 3 2 1

Earth below us

Drifting falling floating weightless

Calling calling 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 To. 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 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

Drifting falling.

Floating weightless

Calling home

[repeat]

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