So reducing the mottled-stained, so pulling the ball of wool wire
Long the void known, silver sphereship through the stars
With no blame, face a new space race
From disgrace to the final point of safe return,
To the initial where it all began
Starving ambition, joy expired
The value is almost null, little is all that remains
Forced, undecided, me companion for a journey called return
From disdain, the redshift and flame variation,
And the fire that irks the run, a few parsecs of increase,
Last conjunction can not wait no more
Another trip, another day
No, this is... this is the new palindrome orbit,
Impossible leave it, we live flying
Now, is this the oldest… palindrome orbit?
We lived tomorrow, we lived lying
Ferrous worries, always ignored
Pace in absence of air, of friction
Overlap of orbitals, stubborn and enterprising
Non-human structure, always ignored
From disgrace, to the final point of safe return
The redshift and flame variation, suddenly it assails,
Last conjunction can not wait no more
Another trip, another day
No, this is... this is the new palindrome orbit,
Impossible leave it, we live flying
Now, is this the oldest… palindrome orbit?
We lived tomorrow, we lived lying