Apogee

Sailing round the true-blue sphere

Is it too late to bale out of here?

Well, there has to be some better way

To turn back the night,

Spin on to yesterday.

The old man and his crew

After all these years,

It's apogee.

Pilot training and remorse

Spirit friends fly too,

At apogee.

Apogee solar bright.

Apogee through the night.

Apogee overground.

Don't think i'll be coming down.

Screened for a stable mate

With nerves of ice we flew,

At apogee.

No creativity allowed

To pass through stainless veins of steel,

At apogee.

Apogee put the kettle on.

Tight-lipped soldier on.

High point communicate.

Don't forget to urinate.

So glad they put this window in.

How to explain, how to begin?

See! tennyson and wordsworth there

Waiting for me in the cold, thin air.

Beware a host of unearthly daffodils

Drifting golden, turned up loud.

Tell the boys back home,

I'm gonna get some.

The wrong stuff's loose in here

I'm climbing up the walls,

At apogee.

So hoist the skull and bones

Death and glory's free,

At apogee.

A stranger wind, a solar breeze

I'm walking out upon the starry seas.

See pyramids, see standing stones,

Pink cotton undies and blue telephones.

Goodbye, cruel world that was my home

There's a cleaner space out there to roam.

Put my feet up on the moons of mars

Sit back, relax and count the stars.