Cannonball Statman - Travel lyrics

From the dark of highways past midnight into the dawn, and returning again, the same as it always was. How many times, they didn't count. This was irrelevant. Mission after mission, they walked through the streets. Drove down the roads, into the sun, mission after mission. Uncertain of the future, and not really caring in the first place. Unimportant to some, necessary to all. And what bound them was a need, for going further and further outside what they knew. A need for travel. And when all these questions were asked, no one believed, when they were asked the final, most interesting question: "Do you believe in space travel?"