Fitting the Trailer – Ground Control to Major Tom?

This is Ground Control to Major Tom
You’ve really made the grade
And the papers want to know whose shirts you wear
Now it’s time to leave the capsule if you dare

This is Major Tom to Ground Control
I’m stepping through the door

And I’m floating in a most peculiar way
And the stars look very different today

For here
Am I sitting in a tin can
Far above the world

Planet Earth is blue
And there’s nothing I can do

Though I’m past one hundred thousand miles
I’m feeling very still
And I think my spaceship knows which way to go

…...y ddraig aur

I am wearing that t-shirt now, as I type…

Am I a space-cadet, what do you reckon?