Voyager

Four, three, Two, one. We have ignition, and we have liftoff. We have liftoff of the Titan-Centaur carrying the First of two Voyager spacecraft to extend man's Senses farther into the solar system than ever Before. The Nearest Spiral Galaxy like our own is only thirty-one Seconds away It is true that we Can't See it right Now. In the process, I find my light. It's surrounded most so bright. Through darkness Sometimes. Closing paradise's Arms of hell desire. Faces toward the sky, Oh. Nebula's fire next day. In the process, I find my light. It's surrounded most so bright. Through Darkness sometimes. Traveling in the space, exploring At my pace. Traveling in the space, I live down to Embrace. Beyond the cults of fear A falling leaf appears near It challenged a Supernova Beyond The cults of fear A falling leaf appears Near It challenged a supernova Oh, A Supernova One after one But the star took his moon Too quick for cruel shine He searched his face with plastic man And cursed me with his eyes Four times fifty living men And I heard no sigh nor groan With a Heavy tongue I left the cell They dropped down One by one Traveling In a space It's throwing at my face Traveling in a space I kneel down To embrace Traveling in a Space It's throwing at my face Traveling in a space I kneel down To Embrace I Feel pretty Bad. I, I Feel pretty bad. I, I feel Pretty bad. I, I feel pretty bad. I, I Feel Pretty bad.