• The earth, beyond our atmosphere,
    Not content with the moon,
    Nor Mars nor Jupiter,
    Nor Pluto.
    The Milky Way is too short,
    The universe too vast,
    We want to see
    What we can find on the edge of our Universe.
    What's playfully dancing among the moonrocks
    And weaving through the astroids?
    And waving to us,
    Sending signals in the form of stars?
    What can we find from our small spaceships
    And our useless moon bases?
    When all the mysteries of the Universe
    Are just beyond our faces?