Bright Channel Final Stretch
Here it is, the final stretch
Forget the old analogy
Travel as deep into outer space
Losing the race to technology
It's not over
The flashing lights
Broke new ground 'til first flight
Tragically lost all the fear
Hunger that lasts a trail of tears
Empty structures touch the sky
Shiny new castles made of mirrors
It's more than just a fantasy
This is the end staring patiently