[timeless]

Part II

As a kid I always obliged the sky, forever grateful it's untied.
A staple of some nights, often I'd awake to the sunrise.
So many open-ended types of existances unlisted.
As we peer up and wonder how many differences summed religion.
Skylines are painted with meteor showers and aurora borealis.
A smorgasboard core of balance, I explored a more see-through challenge.
Last week I wrote a verse about a true experience in my life.
At the end I wrote, "To be continued..." so I'm here to write.
Still I wonder what's real or flight, I go back on these days with afterthoughts.
Ever since I was a kid, alls I wanted to be was an astronaut.
Anyways, back on Mars...
Stargazing at Mr. Musk floating up through the beam of the light,
Our team is in fright, hearts racing as they fear for their life.
Swiftly I appear to be bright and shift the gear into drive.
Seems it's all up to God now, so I left my soul and spirit behind.
I dialed in the directions on Google maps and laughed it up.
Had me taking the scenic route because the traffic's stuck.
I said, "Enough is enough!" right before a loud crash and thud.
Concerned it was debris, I did a lap and found it was Captain Musk.
He was trying to get in, so I told everyone to gear up and fit in.
The appearance is sifting as Edwin was in plain clothes and living.
Mars did not have oxygen, so how in the hell is he alive with no mask?
As i opened the door, he tipped his hat to my craft and realised all of the facts,
Simply put, he wasn't the captain anymore, he was too shaken up.
Acknowledged my brilliance and instilled faith in my place of trust.
I noticed he wasn't out of breath at first, then he wasn't breathing at all.
I questioned if he was okay to go? He responded, "I'm feeling I'll fall."
We passed on the beach and bars, we had to seem at large.
Hard steering we crawled through the atmosphere of Mars.
Back into space we go, would've stayed longer but we all had seen Rome.
We hauled ass so fast that we passed 8 or 9 other ships who called for Sea Tow.
No one even put a foot down on the soil, Ed was abducted as soon as he opened the door.
We were all hoping for more, turns out he was anal probed and toked as a whore.
So we never made our mark as it was always, "Get down and chins low!"
Except for the bottle of Morgan our captain had flicked out the window.
American-made, our every hope was always so self-betrayed.
It helps us lay our heads to rest at night with our best at play.
Yet I always told the crew that the playground has been thataway.
And that if you need to seem wise than stay grounded and castaway.

The crew; who I will get into later, had never met me before the trip.
I adore their grip on reality, so I thought I'd aboard the ship.
"If I didn't introduce myself before, than I'm here to pass it down.
I am Assistant Crew Chief Birdcall, and I am your captain now."

...To be continued.