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 pa** 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 --- d**h 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