I Rocket

I hold my hand out in the darkness. 
I can't see it, but I know that it's there. 
My heart will show me the things I know, 
If my body is well prepared. 
Strap me in the seat of a rocket.
Shoot me at the heart of the sun. 
Make me burn and sweat until I forget That my work is never done.
I look at the things that I do as if I weren't doing them myself. 
It's plain to see what an action means if it's taken by someone else.