We roam the void, devoid of any fears Our blue sphere behind, a red one ahead Headed to a rock so silent and dead And yet, back home, there are cheers
Remember us as we make it to Mars The two robots rumbling, raising sand Sent to examine, excavate, explore Plucking wonders from the ore Wandering around the wasteland
A land of dangers and dunes and dark and dust And crust and cold and craters and clouds
High in the white sky
Remember us as you gaze at the stars, For when times are tough and severe As they veer towards war and cruelty To peer into the abyss and, yet, persevere Is nothing less than a lesson of ingenuity
Remember your Promethean flame Its blaze, the bravery; its ember, the brain With that fire you made us wings This burning desire to be airborne is our bond
As we dare mighty things With a yearn to belong From the pond to the sea to the ocean to beyond!
We'll remember men kindly longing, And hope, perhaps idly, That mankind is coming right behind
Clouds occlude our view as you Hide in the bright sky
And, still,
A blue dot ought to be there To believe, even being small and pale That it can dare to achieve such a tale: The dark is not too much to bear