Abort
Sitting on cushions
Designed for support
I dare not abort
Any critical missions
Though awkward positions
Dare me to consider
Maybe i'd be better off
Walking in space
Never heard of gravity
Newton's laws are lost on me
What goes up just keeps on going
Weightless blood just keeps on flowing
Conscious, but barely
I'm thinking, though rarely,
That i dare not resort
To any serious decisions
Though galactic conditions
Are nearly sub-par
I'm really not far
From walking in space
Never heard of gravity
Newton's laws are lost on me
Friction's just a fairy tale
Earth was just a test i failed
My breathing, though stable
Is frantic, but i'm able
To catch it when
The situation calls
Though my heart falls
Asleep at the wheel
I wonder how i'd feel
Walking in space
Never heard of gravity
Newton's laws are lost on me
I won't give him the satisfaction
Of some proportionate reaction
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