"The milk run, quick and cheap," he said, as he shipped from Station 3 "A chance to be alone," he said, "just my guitar and me." So he loaded up the cargo and he drifted from the bay Navigation entered in, Star Song is on her way Two days at the halfway point, she's running on her own He's sitting in his cabin, writing songs of home Well, she lurches twice, her jets fire, he crashes to the deck He wakes to find the navicomp is a twisted, useless wreck You see, there ain't no hand to guide you when the memory banks are blown There ain't no sign to point you to the star you call your own Oh, no, there ain't no bloody road map for the road that leads you home There's only God to help you when you're lost in space alone Well, a dust speck, like a bullet bite, had carved away her brain Adrift with only life support, she won't find home again Well, her course has changed, she's drifting wide, he can't tell where he's bound He stares out at the endless stars, at space, without a sound Well, he turns on the mayday beam and he picks up his guitar He sings a song of loneliness, of a man without a star Well, he sings of how he's feeling when there's no one else around With little chance of getting home, with power running down You see, there ain't no hand to guide you when the memory banks are blown There ain't no sign to point you to the star you call your own Oh, no, there ain't no bloody road map for the road that leads you home There's only God to help you when you're lost in space alone Well, the liner Carillon is running three days out from Sol The comm reports a frequency is sounding mayday call So she turns to track the trouble, finding a mindless ship and song She grapples with the freighter and she takes the pilot on Well, it's another day and Carillon has made her planetfall Star Song has had her comp replaced and she's ready for another haul Well, he shudders once as he climbs in, just he and his guitar But he just shrugs and enters in a course for another star... You see, there ain't no hand to guide you when the memory banks are blown There ain't no sign to point you to the star you call your own Oh, no, there ain't no bloody road map for the road that leads you home There's only God to help you when you're lost in space alone