JT Thomas

Filk is seeming to happen more often. (AKA I can't drive and I live in a rural area so I can't get literally anywhere for a circle, but I'll listen to YouTube recordings until the day comes.)

To the tune of Johnny Cash's Thunderball, a song yet unnamed.

There's a rumble through the earth and all the earth can hear the sound
As inch by inch then foot by foot the rocket leaves the ground.
The power held within, tamed reaction at her core
Leaves us to wonder how soon we could lose just one ship more.

CHORUS
The Challenger, Apollo One, the Soyuz capsules too,
Because once they're up, before they're down, there's little we can do.

With our eyes glued to the launch pad and the brontide in our ears,
Our noses fill with smoke but no fires confirm our fears.
The courage of the few should stop the panic of it all,
But death's on the horizon should the capsule break and fall.

Money hungry militaries sit around and scheme,
But through it all they can't stop us from holding tight this dream.
Cannot this war-torn world find the peace in where they go?
They offered us their lives without knowing what we know.