If galaxies were a mood, I’d probably be Andromeda, On my way to collide with The Milky Way traveling at 68 miles a second. That’s 244,800 miles an hour. I feel like I’m treading water, Moving nowhere in an empty space. Too fast, too slow, no, still too fast, Moving, but not moving fast enough. I am the world’s slowest collision course, And it’ll still take 4 billion years, To get where I'm going.