VERSE
On solid fuel, and wires, turn the key and light the fires. We're leaving Earth today.
This rocket's burning bright we'll soon be out of sight and orbing in space.


PRECHORUS
Pushed back in my seat, look out my window, there goes home.

That ball of shiny blue houses everybody anybody ever knew.

CREE CHORUS

Nikamo maka kinikamowin ninitohtîn

Ite acâhkosak kâwâsotwâw


Nipîyihten ikote ikwâskwehtihk tipiskaw pesimohk


Kîspin kîwâpamâwak kahkiyaw îyinōwak

Wâskohk wâskayihkanihk ohci


Kâhkiskîyihten tânihki kîpa kâ nohte wiyinoyân


VERSE 2
Eighteen thousand miles an hour fueled by science and solar power the oceans racing past.
At half a thousand tons, ninety minutes Moon to Sun a bullet can't go half this fast.


PRECHORUS
Floating from my seat, look out my window, there goes home.

That brilliant ball of blue is where I'm from, and also where I'm going to.

CREE CHORUS


BRIDGE
All black and white just fades to grey where the sun rises sixteen times a day

You can't make out borders from up here. Just a spinning ball within a tiny atmosphere.

PRECHORUS

Pushed back in my seat, look out my window, here comes home.
What once was fuelled by fear, now has fifteen Nations orbiting together here.


CREE CHORUS