The light, burning bright, melting like the wings of Icarus
It's face leaves no trace, gravity is both weapon and curse
Who will ever know if it's the final show
Or if it's going to flare and die
Shooting into space, how can it leave no trace
When it's lighting up the sky
Comet is coming, lighting up the horizon
Comet is coming, leaving us in its wake
Teasing the stars, fly past Mars and beyond to the sun
Bright solar spray, on its way up into the stars
Who will ever know if it's the final show
Or if it's going to flare and die
Shooting into space, how can it leave no trace
When it's lighting up the sky
Comet is coming, lighting up the horizon
Comet is coming, leaving us in its wake
Comet is coming, lighting up the horizon
Comet is coming, leaving us in its wake
See the marvellous glow of the spectacular show
The greater the price, and the shorter its life
Comet is coming, lighting up the horizon
Comet is coming, leaving us in its wake
Comet is coming, lighting up the horizon
Comet is coming, leaving us in its wake