I think I'm going to do it
I'm going off to mars
It's time that I barade this place
And settle with the stars

I think that I would like a space
Where no ones ever stepped before
No damage made from yesterdays
Without a debt to score

I'm bored of all the interactions
Shaped by culture of the times
There'll be not small talk of weather
Politics not argued if never defined

Maybe I'll learn from what I observe
Instead of reading from a screen
I'll void the need to work with speed
With much more time to dream

No one out there to hurt the heart
With words that cut like knives
The constant fear, simply not there
To stop the living from their lives

The silence will be comfort
Where Chaos dissipates
Is mars a mission for mankind
Or a place sought for escape