Where does it come from
Where does it go
How the hell is anyone supposed to know?
Turn on the news and
What do you see?
They blew up another astronaut live on TV
Going up and away
And with no time to say
It's getting cold
And when it's time
A little voice inside
Asks for just one more
Surely it couldn't hurt, after all
It's just one more
Fire up the engines
Fill them with coal
You can't get blamed
When you're not in control
Turn on the jets and
Fly into the sun
Go and show that Icarus
Just how it's done
And that damned voice shows up again
Begging for just one more
One more chance
One more try to fix the past
Just one more