O dark eyes of Jupiter,
what a predicament you
have left me in.

It has been three hundred fifty years,
And I still can't come home
Due to the storm you've created

I oceans of Neptune,
I drown within you.

From afar you are crystals,
but when we touched,
you leave scars.

O mists of Saturn,
why do you becon me to dance,
then spin me dizzy?

You promise me your rings
but fail to follow through.

O immortality of Earth,
you never cease to amaze me.

How can you make me feel so alive,
yet so lifeless at the same time?