02-04-2003, 01:29 PM
I have always particularly liked this 80s song by Peter Schilling, whose lyrics translate as:<br>
<br>
MAJOR TOM (COMING HOME)<br>
<br>
Standing there alone, the ship is waiting.<br>
All systems are go. "Are you sure?"<br>
Control is not convinced, but the computer<br>
has the evidence. No need to abort.<br>
The countdown starts.<br>
<br>
Watching in a trance, the crew is certain.<br>
Nothing left to chance, all is working.<br>
Trying to relax up in the capsule<br>
"Send me up a drink," jokes Major Tom.<br>
The count goes on...<br>
<br>
4, 3, 2, 1<br>
Earth below us, drifting, falling.<br>
Floating weightless, calling, calling home...<br>
<br>
Second stage is cut. We're now in orbit.<br>
Stabilizers up, running perfect.<br>
Starting to collect requested data.<br>
"What will it affect when all is done?"<br>
thinks Major Tom.<br>
<br>
Back at ground control, there is a problem.<br>
"Go to rockets full." Not responding.<br>
"Hello Major Tom. Are you receiving?<br>
Turn the thrusters on. We're standing by."<br>
There's no reply.<br>
<br>
4, 3, 2, 1<br>
Earth below us, drifting, falling.<br>
Floating weightless, calling, calling home...<br>
<br>
Across the stratosphere, a final message:<br>
"Give my wife my love." Then nothing more.<br>
<br>
Far beneath the ship, the world is mourning.<br>
They don't realize he's alive.<br>
No one understands, but Major Tom sees.<br>
"Now the light commands this is my home,<br>
I'm coming home."<br>
<br>
Earth below us, drifting, falling.<br>
Floating weightless, coming home...<br>
Earth below us, drifting, falling.<br>
Floating weightless, coming, coming<br>
home...<br>
home...<br>
<br>
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<br>
I remember the first shuttle disaster, the Challenger. I was just walking into my high school classroom, and there was a TV on, with my teacher crying, and the image of a great white cloud across the sky.<br>
<br>
This time, Rob and I had just got home, and I was watching our fishtank, with the TV on for background noise. CNN was on, and the shuttle was due to land, but it was being reported as being 2 minutes late. And then they showed the clip, and I said to Rob, wait a minute, it's coming in -- in pieces! That's not right! Sure enough...<br>
<br>
Very sad, if only because we know them as people, as astronaut heroes. 7 people dying of disease in Africa doesn't make me bat an eye. I wonder if that makes me callous, or just normal. Anyway, I feel badly for the families. And I hope the end came quickly.<br>
<br>
Jenny <p></p><i></i>
<br>
MAJOR TOM (COMING HOME)<br>
<br>
Standing there alone, the ship is waiting.<br>
All systems are go. "Are you sure?"<br>
Control is not convinced, but the computer<br>
has the evidence. No need to abort.<br>
The countdown starts.<br>
<br>
Watching in a trance, the crew is certain.<br>
Nothing left to chance, all is working.<br>
Trying to relax up in the capsule<br>
"Send me up a drink," jokes Major Tom.<br>
The count goes on...<br>
<br>
4, 3, 2, 1<br>
Earth below us, drifting, falling.<br>
Floating weightless, calling, calling home...<br>
<br>
Second stage is cut. We're now in orbit.<br>
Stabilizers up, running perfect.<br>
Starting to collect requested data.<br>
"What will it affect when all is done?"<br>
thinks Major Tom.<br>
<br>
Back at ground control, there is a problem.<br>
"Go to rockets full." Not responding.<br>
"Hello Major Tom. Are you receiving?<br>
Turn the thrusters on. We're standing by."<br>
There's no reply.<br>
<br>
4, 3, 2, 1<br>
Earth below us, drifting, falling.<br>
Floating weightless, calling, calling home...<br>
<br>
Across the stratosphere, a final message:<br>
"Give my wife my love." Then nothing more.<br>
<br>
Far beneath the ship, the world is mourning.<br>
They don't realize he's alive.<br>
No one understands, but Major Tom sees.<br>
"Now the light commands this is my home,<br>
I'm coming home."<br>
<br>
Earth below us, drifting, falling.<br>
Floating weightless, coming home...<br>
Earth below us, drifting, falling.<br>
Floating weightless, coming, coming<br>
home...<br>
home...<br>
<br>
-----------<br>
<br>
I remember the first shuttle disaster, the Challenger. I was just walking into my high school classroom, and there was a TV on, with my teacher crying, and the image of a great white cloud across the sky.<br>
<br>
This time, Rob and I had just got home, and I was watching our fishtank, with the TV on for background noise. CNN was on, and the shuttle was due to land, but it was being reported as being 2 minutes late. And then they showed the clip, and I said to Rob, wait a minute, it's coming in -- in pieces! That's not right! Sure enough...<br>
<br>
Very sad, if only because we know them as people, as astronaut heroes. 7 people dying of disease in Africa doesn't make me bat an eye. I wonder if that makes me callous, or just normal. Anyway, I feel badly for the families. And I hope the end came quickly.<br>
<br>
Jenny <p></p><i></i>
Cheers,
Jenny
Founder, Roman Army Talk and RomanArmy.com
We are all travelers in the wilderness of this world, and the best we can find in our travels is an honest friend.
-- Robert Louis Stevenson
Jenny
Founder, Roman Army Talk and RomanArmy.com
We are all travelers in the wilderness of this world, and the best we can find in our travels is an honest friend.
-- Robert Louis Stevenson