Lyrics:

(6:49 a.m, Friday, November 20th)
'Good morning, Mr. Ben.
It's about 6:30
Winston-Salem, North Carolina.

Um...just laying here in the bed,
half awake, half asleep,
thinking about you.

I was wondering if you were looking
after your most valuable possession:
your mind.

I was thinking about John Glenn,
his space journey and all.

They said that when you're in space
you lose muscle mass and the body
mass and I wondered if there was any
end to it.

Or whether,
if you didn't exercise in space, how
long it would be before you were just
a head, or a mind and have no body
or arms. You'd have them but you
couldn't use them.

I was wondering if if your body mass
would drop to a certain level, and then
it would stop right there. And keep
whatever you needed to use your mind
because it would still be working.'

(30 seconds remaining)

'Anyway, I was just pondering that.
What do you think about...that?

I hope everything is going alright.
I may well wake up here in a little while
and forget what I was thinking about.'