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Pad 34
01:49
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2. |
Fire in the Cockpit
03:24
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The concrete sunrise
Explosions in our future's eyes
A planet broadcasting to the stars
A final function
The furnace for our soul's combustion
Forges of the future never tire
I learned that in the fire
Rockets with their roots in the chaos
Aim high
Hoping for free return
(they're waiting for us to burn)
Tests will spark up the current
And I'll be the living wire
This Earth is to be escaped from
I learned that in the fire
From dust to the Moon
The burning will prove
We are go for TLI
Dont open the door
My part is ending
And you need to stay on stage
Step back and start the new phase
Please oh Father please forgive me
I'm gunning for your sight
Your eyes have not failed to inspire
This future of all fire
With their last breath of air
We stood helplessly by
While our sons where consumed by the flame
Feet on the ground
Our eyes to the sky
We'll make this first burn tonight
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3. |
First Around the Moon
03:45
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Silently we soar
Over the Sea of Tranquility
Sextant to the stars
We soar
We soar
We lit the morning sky
And cast the moorings of the Earth
Mariners sent forth
To be the first around the moon
Deep into the storm
The surface reigns like royalty
The scarred, deserted plain
The shock in my brain
The map that guides our way
And brings the fallen gods to bear
On the bright and distant goal
To be the first around the moon
All that know you behind an outstretched thumb
Tiniest marble of blue
Our fate is woven into the gravity
The slightest sliver of space
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4. |
Lunar Landing
06:09
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Silent acceleration
Sequence has engaged
Life has begun
Signal start separation
Fires spit their waste at the sun
Eagle please check position
You're aiming for the hope of our world
Descent the crater looming
We've got our landing place and time to burn
See the stars
They align to light our way below
Before we touch
We will once more look back home
Shadows throw bones into the sky
These jagged, hellish lines
The bounty of my eye
Thrust the capsule shaking
Dust begins to swell
Dust is our fate
Faith in science fiction
Are we really where they say we are?
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5. |
Magnificent Desolation
03:45
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This first time I'll lay you down
In the greying sand
Without sight or sound
This tortured surface
I feel so gone
Your heaven never wanted me
I wanted vision
I got all that could see
So picture perfect
So viciously empty
Magnificent desolation
With all our wonder we'll find
Our way to escape
With a single human step
We reached another world
Laid our past down in the dust
And rose above it all
In the evening's dying breath
We left behind our lives
Arm's length from the future
The masters of our sky
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6. |
Surface of the Future
05:28
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A mountain
A mile
It doesn't matter in this place
The landscape barely blurs at all
A moment
A memory
A fading light forever chased
The surface of the future
Will I recall ever feature?
A mission
A milestone
A threshold crossed by powered flight
A planet poised on every word
A method
Of motion
A simple yet effective craft
To carry us beyond the reach of man
The tires kick their dust across a barren virgin world
Where no-one else has been
In front of the console
A world watches in disbelief
The camera broadcasting from the stars
The Edge of the chasm
The rille reveals it's ancient face
And lost in proportion
We stand upon the precipice
Void of all atmosphere the distant details never blur
A horizon that barely fades at all
It barely fades at all
The surface of the future
A tiny disk of blue
Mountains crack the darkest sky
These eyes have ever seen
(I can't feel me)
Through the empty air
This brilliant light
Where nothing can live
And everything will die
I placed your precious photograph down there
In the wretched dust
And took one last look at the world of the future
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7. |
Surveyor
06:30
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Here I stand
The summit of it all
A decade's dream realized at last
My eyes upon you now
Forgotten craft
The statue of this age
No greater sign to what it is
To who we are
Flying forty thousand feet above the desert
Never thought I'd be the one to set foot in this place
Now I'm standing before Surveyor
And I can finally breathe in space
Here we stand
The apex of the mission
Contact light engine stop
Prepare to hit the mark
And now this man
Can greet this third machine
Still intact
Staring back
To where we are
Come within a hundred yards on another world
A marvel of radio-telemetry
All the years of endless training
Of stars and dark skies
Now am I the highest light
The bright inside the blind
Seeking to control the greatest flight
My beautiful Surveyor
You're right where they said you would be
With a rocket's great wrath
We set out for your distant shore
One small step closer to thee
Sent long ago
The beacon for our lifetime
You were right where they said you would be
Contact Earth rise
Don't let controls die
Wasted in my sight
Break in the dark
Silence your spark
Fill up all I can see
Surveyor
Down in the dust
A product of our mind
Sent Long ago for our future to find
Surveyor you're right they said you would be
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8. |
TransEarth Injection
04:03
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Tranmission
Receive trajectory
Escape the gravity
And point us back to
Slightest sliver of space
We burn through our fuel and point our path
Back to the sky
A decade done
Upon the distant shore
Now go for TEI
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9. |
the Hornet
02:22
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10. |
ReEntry
04:43
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Here we drift
Alone on an ocean
Of endless black
Falling back to
A tiny disk of blue
Frozen cold
Sub-circuits disabled
Humble craft
Limping back
On our free return
Eye of god
Lost in the abyss
Distant light
Growing bright
This tiny disk of blue
Flip the switch
The stage will drift away
No-one will see this life we lead
On our free return
The cabin shakes
Alarms sound
The atmosphere around you starts pressing down
Outside the flames of hell ignite
As the plasma glow illuminates the crushing night
Fire
From dust to the moon
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