[Intro]
In my lungs, a tiny starship hums and drums,
A pocketful of galaxies, stitched with sighs and grumbles.
[Verse 1]
I gulped down a whisper from a faraway sun,
Now a passenger sittin’ where my heart used to drum.
Tiny captain’s tap-tap-tapping through my ribs,
Wants a map of my lungs, and a snack for trips.
[Pre-Chorus]
I hear a chatty engine asking, “Can you hear me?”
I nod with a hiccup, “Yes, I can, just don’t steer me.”
[Chorus]
Hold on, little pilot, don’t start the parade,
If you abduct me, I’ll file a complaint with the shade.
Spill your starry secrets, but please don’t demand snacks,
This orbit in my belly needs some boundaries and perhaps snacks.
[Verse 2]
You ping-ding-signal from the sphincter of fate,
A humanoid galaxy perched on a proton-shaped crate.
You say you’re friendly, you say you’re brave,
But I’ve got a fear-a-verse and a craving for cake.
[Pre-Chorus]
The tiny shuttle whispers with a curious hiss,
“Teach me your tongue,” I croon, “and please, show me bliss.”
[Chorus]
Hold on, little pilot, don’t start the parade,
If you abduct me, I’ll file a complaint with the shade.
Spill your starry secrets, but please don’t demand snacks,
This orbit in my belly needs some boundaries and perhaps snacks.
[Bridge]
Glowing tremors in a midnight chorus,
We barter lullabies for gravity’s forces.
If we coexist, we’ll chart a brand-new way,
A duet of breath and beaming arrays.
[Chorus]
Hold on, little pilot, don’t start the parade,
If you abduct me, I’ll file a complaint with the shade.
Spill your starry secrets, but please don’t demand snacks,
This orbit in my belly needs some boundaries and perhaps snacks.
[Outro]
So we orbit, you and I, in a ridiculous ballet,
A sentient ship in a stomach-sized cabaret.
If friendship is a treaty, sign it with a sigh,
And we’ll share your snacks across the sky.
