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Our mission to recover the downed satilites.
Wherever we are out by some stars.
Slowly make my way through the ships airway.
A pull, a look behind my tethers snapped and Im pushed out the hatch.
Floating away, into space.
This could be goodbye. Its no surprise.
This is the life, that we chose when we took flight.
To go into space. Dangers wed face.
No chance for goodbyes, its no surprise.
To see space in their eyes.
There must be something we can do.
The colonels floating somewhere out there.
The rescue is planned, the misson be damned, cause hes a good man.
Chart his course, wherever we are out by this star its not far away.
Cause were bringing him home.
Hes flaoting away, further in space.
This cant be goodbye. Its no surprise.
This is the life, that we chose when we took flight.
To go into space. Dangers wed face.
No chance for goodbyes, its no surprise.
To see space in his eyes.