Once, we had contact;
Reception was clear
Preparing to lock into orbit
Polarization... A magnetic storm.
Out systems couldn't absorb it.
Take a step closer.
A light year has passed.
All instrumentation reads:
"Go"
Visual contact firmly established.
Strength of the signal will grow...
Make one more effort,
Channels are open.
The past is a thing of the past.
Communicate now.
Before the collision,
Make a decision...
Seperation is closing fast...
Closing fast...
Closing fast...
Closing fast...!
Request permission...
...To land....
A strong comment here is specific: the phrase you keep hearing, the mood you come back for, or the reason this song stays in rotation.
Sign in to post the first listener note. Reporting stays open to everyone.