Nov 20, 2012 20:35
SPACEJUNK
Twinkle Twinkle little star, not very bright is what we are
Up above the world so high, all of our spacejunk filling the sky
Every probe and satellite we have sent to the starry night
Adds to the mess of junk up there far out of sight, though, so why should we care?
Twinkle Twinkle little star, not very bright is what we are
Up above the world so high, all of our spacejunk filling the sky
Each new launch seeks passage through a highspeed layer of spacejunk stew
And in turn adds its own mass: one more obstacle the next must pass
Quite the tiniest bits of stuff travel at speeds giving force enough
(To) Punch straight through whate’er they meet and render the target incomplete
Twinkle Twinkle little star, not very bright is what we are
Up above the world so high, all of our spacejunk filling the sky
Space is not an infinite bin fit for keeping our spacejunk in
All’s held close by Earth’s own pull; what will we do when the skies are full?
Will our debris seal us here in one vast rotating sphere?
Twinkle twinkle and goodnight, we will have locked ourselves in tight
Up above the world so high, all of our spacejunk fills the sky
Twinkle Twinkle little star, not very bright is what we are
Here we’ll stand and here we’ll stay, the junk will ensure it remains that way
The best result may yet have been keeping the rest of the universe clean
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Words & music by & © Talis Kimberley 20th November 2012