"The milk run, quick and cheap," he said, as he shipped from Station 3
"A chance to be alone," he said, "just my guitar and me."
So he loaded up the cargo and he drifted from the bay
Navigation entered in, Star Song is on her way
Two days at the halfway point, she's running on her own
He's sitting in his cabin, writing songs of home
Well, she lurches twice, her jets fire, he crashes to the deck
He wakes to find the navicomp is a twisted, useless wreck
You see, there ain't no hand to guide you when the memory banks are blown
There ain't no sign to point you to the star you call your own
Oh, no, there ain't no bloody road map for the road that leads you home
There's only God to help you when you're lost in space alone
Well, a dust speck, like a bullet bite, had carved away her brain
Adrift with only life support, she won't find home again
Well, her course has changed, she's drifting wide, he can't tell where he's bound
He stares out at the endless stars, at space, without a sound
Well, he turns on the mayday beam and he picks up his guitar
He sings a song of loneliness, of a man without a star
Well, he sings of how he's feeling when there's no one else around
With little chance of getting home, with power running down
You see, there ain't no hand to guide you when the memory banks are blown
There ain't no sign to point you to the star you call your own
Oh, no, there ain't no bloody road map for the road that leads you home
There's only God to help you when you're lost in space alone
Well, the liner Carillon is running three days out from Sol
The comm reports a frequency is sounding mayday call
So she turns to track the trouble, finding a mindless ship and song
She grapples with the freighter and she takes the pilot on
Well, it's another day and Carillon has made her planetfall
Star Song has had her comp replaced and she's ready for another haul
Well, he shudders once as he climbs in, just he and his guitar
But he just shrugs and enters in a course for another star...
You see, there ain't no hand to guide you when the memory banks are blown
There ain't no sign to point you to the star you call your own
Oh, no, there ain't no bloody road map for the road that leads you home
There's only God to help you when you're lost in space alone
