Sitting on cushions Designed for support I dare not abort Any critical missions Though awkward positions Dare me to consider Maybe i'd be better off Walking in space Never heard of gravity Newton's laws are lost on me What goes up just keeps on going Weightless blood just keeps on flowing Conscious, but barely I'm thinking, though rarely, That i dare not resort To any serious decisions Though galactic conditions Are nearly sub-par I'm really not far From walking in space Never heard of gravity Newton's laws are lost on me Friction's just a fairy tale Earth was just a test i failed My breathing, though stable Is frantic, but i'm able To catch it when The situation calls Though my heart falls Asleep at the wheel I wonder how i'd feel Walking in space Never heard of gravity Newton's laws are lost on me I won't give him the satisfaction Of some proportionate reaction