I Rocket
I hold my hand out in the darkness.
I can't see it, but I know that it's there.
My heart will show me the things I know,
If my body is well prepared.
Strap me in the seat of a rocket.
Shoot me at the heart of the sun.
Make me burn and sweat until I forget That my work is never done.
I look at the things that I do as if I weren't doing them myself.
It's plain to see what an action means if it's taken by someone else.
