Regional Trading

[Verse 1 – quiet, emotional] Freighter hum… in the hollow dark, Cold stars drift… past a quiet heart. Amarr glows faint… like a fading flame, Dodixie calls… but it’s not the same. I move through space… with a tired mind, Chasing routes… I can’t leave behind. Small hubs whisper… soft and low, Secrets only traders know. [Chorus – short, intimate] Dodixie… Amarr… Rens and Hek… scattered far. All these routes… all these calls… But Jita stands… at the center of it all. [Verse 2 – deeper melancholy] Dock lights fade… like a memory worn, Old routines… in a life long torn. Rens breathes slow… with a patient beat, Hek stays rough… but the pull is sweet. I seed new markets… hoping they grow, Filling shelves… in the quiet below. Sometimes I wonder… what I’ve become, A drifting shadow… always on the run. [Chorus – soft repeat] Dodixie… Amarr… Rens and Hek… scattered far. All these routes… all these calls… But Jita stands… at the center of it all. [Verse 3 – most emotional] Cold lanes stretch… where the silence aches, I fly alone… through the paths I make. Dodixie’s glow… feels a world away, Amarr’s warm light… can’t make me stay. Rens holds echoes… of who I was, Hek keeps scars… from the life I chose. Still I wander… through the endless sprawl, Trading pieces… of myself with it all. [Chorus – final, fading] Dodixie… Amarr… Rens and Hek… scattered far. All these routes… all these calls… But Jita stands… at the center of it all.