Música do BioTerra: Apoptygma Berzerk - Major Tom

Standing there alone, the ship is waiting
All systems are go, "Are you sure?"
Control is not convinced but the computer
Has the evidence, no need to abort
The countdown starts

Watching in a trance, the crew is certain
Nothing left to chance, all is working
Trying to relax up in the capsule
"Send me up a drink", jokes Major Tom
The count goes on

Four, three, two, one
Earth below us drifting, falling
Floating weightless, calling, calling home

Second stage is cut, we're now in orbit
Stabilizers up, running perfect
Starting to collect, requested data
"What will it affect when all is done?"
Thinks Major Tom

Back at ground control there is a problem
"Go to rockets full", not resonding
"Hello Major Tom, are you receiving?"
"Turn the thrusters on, we're standing by"
There's no reply

Four, three, two, one
Earth below us drifting, falling
Floating weightless, calling, calling home