Bob Sega - “Turn To Space”
Posted: Fri Feb 06, 2015 5:19 am
“Turn To Space” - Bob Sega
On a long and lonesome spaceflight
Bound for Ramaza
You can listen to your engines
Dronin' out their one note roar
You can think about the woman
That you met and knew the night before
But your thoughts will soon be wandering
The way they always do
When you're sixteen hours in witchspace
And there's nothin' left to do
And you don't feel much like sleepin',
You just wish the flight was through
Here I am
Out in the black again
Here I am
Runnin' the race
Here I go
I'm haulin' freight again
Here I go
Turn to space
Well you dock at the Coriolis,
With your cargo to unload
And you can feel the eyes upon you
A Red Wolfoid from the cold
You pretend it doesn't bother you
But you just want to explode
Some times you can't hear 'em talk,
But other times you can
And it's the same old clichés:
"Is it woman – is it man?"
And you always seem outnumbered,
So you don't dare make a stand
Here I am
Out in the black again
Here I am
Runnin' the race
Here I go
I'm seeking fame again
Here I go
Turn to space
Out there beyond the aegis
You're a million miles away
And you risk your life and energy
Just to live another day
Dodging raiders and the Thargoids
While among the stars you play
Later while in transit
As you lie awake in bed
With the rumble from your torus drives
Ringin' in your head
You drink a shot of Evil Juice,
Rememberin' what she said
Here I am
Out in the black again
Here I am
Runnin' the race
Here I go
I'm haulin' freight again
Here I go
Turn to space
Ohhh, here I am
Out in the black again
Here I am
I'm runnin' the race
Here I go
I'm seeking fame again
Here I go
Just turn to space...
On a long and lonesome spaceflight
Bound for Ramaza
You can listen to your engines
Dronin' out their one note roar
You can think about the woman
That you met and knew the night before
But your thoughts will soon be wandering
The way they always do
When you're sixteen hours in witchspace
And there's nothin' left to do
And you don't feel much like sleepin',
You just wish the flight was through
Here I am
Out in the black again
Here I am
Runnin' the race
Here I go
I'm haulin' freight again
Here I go
Turn to space
Well you dock at the Coriolis,
With your cargo to unload
And you can feel the eyes upon you
A Red Wolfoid from the cold
You pretend it doesn't bother you
But you just want to explode
Some times you can't hear 'em talk,
But other times you can
And it's the same old clichés:
"Is it woman – is it man?"
And you always seem outnumbered,
So you don't dare make a stand
Here I am
Out in the black again
Here I am
Runnin' the race
Here I go
I'm seeking fame again
Here I go
Turn to space
Out there beyond the aegis
You're a million miles away
And you risk your life and energy
Just to live another day
Dodging raiders and the Thargoids
While among the stars you play
Later while in transit
As you lie awake in bed
With the rumble from your torus drives
Ringin' in your head
You drink a shot of Evil Juice,
Rememberin' what she said
Here I am
Out in the black again
Here I am
Runnin' the race
Here I go
I'm haulin' freight again
Here I go
Turn to space
Ohhh, here I am
Out in the black again
Here I am
I'm runnin' the race
Here I go
I'm seeking fame again
Here I go
Just turn to space...
Another one that works so well outback in the Ooniverse.