[Intro]
Stellar dust on a sunlit hive, a quiet life in orbit’s keep
Beekeeper boots tread softly, counting where the comets sleep
[Verse 1]
Retired from the stars, he tends a hive of golden rain
Buzzing Morse code in the combs, a planetary lullaby in grain
A jar of nectar hums a secret, a legend in his gloved hand
Socks drift in from nowhere, stitched with constellations grand
[Chorus]
Honey that hums with Milky Way, pulls lost socks from space
Every thumb-sized shuttle finds a mate in lace
He smiles at the gravity of quirks and luck and grace
In the cosmic loom, he sorts the fit for every place
[Verse 2]
Through ether-wind and asteroid dust, he learns the pattern’s art
Socks orbit like comets, tethered by a friendly heart
The hive keeps tally of each threaded fate, a quiet, patient choir
He pockets a pair that once belonged to a Martian’s fire
[Chorus]
Honey that hums with Milky Way, pulls lost socks from space
Every thumb-sized shuttle finds a mate in lace
He smiles at the gravity of quirks and luck and grace
In the cosmic loom, he sorts the fit for every place
[Bridge]
A retired sailor at a zipper of night and day, he finds his tune
Bees drum a pulse of galaxies, a lullaby to the moon
If socks can travel oceans of time, surely hearts can too
He keeps them warm with honey light, in a universe that grew
[Chorus]
Honey that hums with Milky Way, pulls lost socks from space
Every thumb-sized shuttle finds a mate in lace
He smiles at the gravity of quirks and luck and grace
In the cosmic loom, he sorts the fit for every place
[Outro]
So the beekeeper hums and the socks align, a galaxy’s neat parade
A quiet captain, honeyed charts, in soft, celestial shade
