Without a Trace

Radio voice: Calling tower. This is an emergency. We seem to be off course. We cannot see land. Repeat, we cannot see land. Tower: What is your position? Radio voice: We are not sure of our position. We cannot be sure where we Are... we seem to be lost. Tower: Assume bearing due west. Radio voice: We don't know which way is west. Everything is wrong... strange. We can't be sure of any direction. Even the ocean doesn't look like it Should... On and on they fall Prey to the triangle Pulled within And never see again. December 5th 45 Flight 19 has flown Five T.B.M. Bombers On a voyage to oblivion. Disorientation The loss of contact Instrumental malfunction As the flight path defects. "Don't come after me" "Don't come after me" One by one they've gone From beneath the sun Pulled within And never see again. Later on that fateful day The rescue mission tries To reach the location Of the five avengers. Disorientation The loss of contact Instrumental malfunction As the flight path defects. Lost without a trace Vanished in inner space. Time has no bearing When the white out begins Silently Slip beneath the sea. Twenty seven people left But at what cost? One thousand have since joined The limbo of the lost Lost without a trace Vashined in inner space. On and on they fall Prey to the triangle Pulled within And never see again