May all that is remembered,
Be our dreams of foreign stars.
And how the song of silent space,
Was always in our hearts.
The view of terra firma,
Be our fondest memory,
As we reside in heaven,
Watching all our families.
And as God leads you through,
The valley of the dead,
Our souls are their with you,
To comfort you with every tear you shed.
And may all that is forgotten,
Be nothing of our dreams,
And we'll always be there for you,
No matter how far away we seem.
*For the crew of the space shuttle columbia, may there souls rest in