Expedition
Pulled from a dreamless sleep he stirs
Presses hands against the glass
Awaits his turn
Five years have slipped into the past
But he's no amateur
He fastens on his mask
The crew gazes outward at the mammoth earthly mass
Each of them between a child's awe and adult incredulity
Pipe dreams and wishful thoughts of others in our class
They board the shuttle apprehensive to begin their task
Please tell me that were not alone
Please tell me this could be our home
We're stumbling across the fabric desperate to explain
I want to know, I want to know (I want to know)
Everything
Carving through the atmosphere the surface comes in view
Landing gear deployed and we've made contact for our crew
Writer/s: wilsonlikethevolleyball
