Standing there alone the ship is waiting all systems are go are you sure control is not convinced but their 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 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 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 I'm coming home