The aberrant tune
I found stars wandering in the Galaxy,
And one wanted to endear me.
She stretched her arms, opened wide,
Let the negatives hide,
Inside of me.
Now, she wishes that it never had been,
For often now, I have been living upon
And I didn't turn this one down,
Let her fly,
Through the orange sky.
While I flew back to the place,
I now call home.
To that choppy tune,
That plays in someone's homecoming...