From The Sky To The Core(Sending A Mac Mini To Space)
I like you the way you are You are made of sunlight And the stuff of stars You’re a rollercoaster I was going nowhere And then you hit me with your bumper car
I don’t need to wait no more Everything’s in it’s place From the sky to the core No thunder can erase
Bundled up against the cold Your jacket’s made of sunset gold In the saddle of the strato- sphere We’re getting out of here