Eternity I do sleep,
A silence broken only by a computerized beep.
A tin can, flying alone.
High above that blue ball.
It's my home.
And I hear it's call.
For three millenia, I've not seen day,
Cause flight control passed away.
Naw my home town has dissappeared.
The vegitation reclaimed my home.
Long ago the dust of war cleared,
But still I sleep all alone.
My computer crys out to a dead master,
As we are hurled from Venus.
She starts the engines to send us faster,
As I am curled up like a fetus.
She's had enough, we're going home!
As I sleep all alone.
We hit the atmosphere like a titanium stone,
A red hot streak in the nights sky.
As she works all alone,
Making calculations on the fly.
And I sleep on my way home.
We may not make it, but we have to try.
A wandering tribe praises my ship,
As in my sleep I do moan.
I bring a smile to the mississippi king's lips,
As I get my first glimpse of my ruined home.
My ship lands, ending my celestial trip.
And I awake from my sleep, truely alone.
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