Countdown Towards
Tomorrow
music and lyrics © Mark
E. Horning, 23 July 2004 4/4 time
Refrain: D G D G
There's 5
seconds left, 'till we rocket toward tomorrow.
4 seconds
left and the bird is set to soar
3 seconds
left, the runway’s clear before us.
2
seconds, 1 second, hear the engines' roar.
I'm sitin' in the left
hand seat, with a punk kid in the right
Who's never seen a good friend die when a rocket
fails in flight
He thinks he is the hottest thing, that's ever
learned to fly
But I remember when I rode a missile through the
sky.
But I guess I can not fault him, or heap on too much
scorn.
We started flying rocket-planes before he was born.
And there's 5...
We go over the checklist, and the damn kid gets it
right.
I'm feeling a bit generous, so I let him hit Ignite
The folks on orbit need all of the supplies we
provide
But we pause for several seconds, 'till I ram the
throttles wide.
We’ve little time for speeches, or traditions
anymore
But the 5 second countdown,
honors those who went before.
We Count
5...
Bring her down from orbit, line her up and land her
clean.
Just another space flight and everything's routine.
Taxi to the fuel farm; fill 'er
up with JP-8.
Then re-fill the LOX tanks, check the oil while you
wait.
Grab a cup of coffee, and sandwich while you can.
We've only got an hour, till we fly to space again.
When
there'll be 5...
It's isn't how it used to be, back in the days of
old,
When space was an adventure, and a wonder to behold.
We've given up the romance, and we did it by design.
The corporation's main concern must be bottom line.
The benefits are lousy; we don't make what we're
worth.
But still I've got the greatest job, on or off, the
Earth
‘Cause
there's 5... Yes there's 5...