Young Professor.4. Consequences. (VERSION 2)

[Verse] We packed the soil and sealed the bay The engines hummed a cold goodbye Your metallic hand just waved away Against an orange, heavy sky You stood alone upon the rust A silver speck in desert dust [Chorus] (Humming transmission static) "Update one: The winds are high But I found a rock that looks like pie My battery is ninety-five It's great to be somewhat alive" The signal drifts across the deep A lonely spark I tried to keep [Verse] Two thousand miles and getting cold I watch the blue of Earth appear But your reports are growing old The status screens are less than clear Your silly jokes begin to fade The quiet space you slowly made [Chorus] (Weakening static) "Update twelve: The solar's down I'm now the funniest bot in town... My battery is twenty-four I don't think I can joke no more" The signal drifts across the deep A lonely spark I tried to keep [Outro] "Update... last... The sky is... vast..." (Fading hum) (Silence)