Comet

The light, burning bright, melting like the wings of Icarus It's face leaves no trace, gravity is both weapon and curse Who will ever know if it's the final show Or if it's going to flare and die Shooting into space, how can it leave no trace When it's lighting up the sky Comet is coming, lighting up the horizon Comet is coming, leaving us in its wake Teasing the stars, fly past Mars and beyond to the sun Bright solar spray, on its way up into the stars Who will ever know if it's the final show Or if it's going to flare and die Shooting into space, how can it leave no trace When it's lighting up the sky Comet is coming, lighting up the horizon Comet is coming, leaving us in its wake Comet is coming, lighting up the horizon Comet is coming, leaving us in its wake See the marvellous glow of the spectacular show The greater the price, and the shorter its life Comet is coming, lighting up the horizon Comet is coming, leaving us in its wake Comet is coming, lighting up the horizon Comet is coming, leaving us in its wake