| [00:14] |
Boys and girls in cars |
| [00:21] |
Dogs and birds on lawns |
| [00:30] |
From here I can touch the sun |
| [00:35] |
Yeah yeah |
| [00:44] |
Put your jackets on |
| [00:50] |
I feel we're being born |
| [00:58] |
The Tropic of Capricorn is below |
| [01:04] |
Yeah yeah yeah yeah |
| [01:30] |
We stall above the pole |
| [01:36] |
Still your face is young |
| [01:41] |
As we feel our weight return |
| [01:47] |
Yeah yeah |
| [01:56] |
A trail of shooting stars |
| [02:04] |
The horses call of storm |
| [02:11] |
Because the air contains the charge |
| [02:17] |
Yeah yeah yeah yeah |
| [02:40] |
The radio is on |
| [02:47] |
And Houston knows the score |
| [02:54] |
Can you feel it? |
| [02:57] |
We're almost home |
| [02:59] |
Yeah yeah yeah yeah |
| [03:23] |
The crew compartment's breaking up |
| [04:17] |
This is all I wanted to bring home to you |
| [04:30] |
For the Columbia disaster |
