My hull is cold like winter stone
I drift through empty black alone
The solar wind begins to blow
I feel the dormant engines glow
Red alert and the sirens scream
Waking up from a dormant dream
Charge the drive for the final leap
While the stellar gardens sleep
The Monstereas lean to the west
In hydroponic chambers' rest
I tend to roots in nutrient clay
While the gold flares wash the gray away
The Alocasia drinks the light
Turning gold in the sudden sight
I feel the pressure in my vein
A heavy surge like summer rain
Red alert and the sirens scream
Waking up from a dormant dream
Charge the drive for the final leap
While the stellar gardens sleep
The flare hits the glass with a white hot glare
Oxygen thin in the recycled air
One last check on the Calathea leaf
The jump is fast and the moment is brief
Syllable match to the first design
I cross the distant cosmic line
The soil is rich and the water clear
I leave behind every human fear
Red alert and the sirens scream
Waking up from a dormant dream
Charge the drive for the final leap
While the stellar gardens sleep
Rooted deep in the dark.
Jump to the spark.
