A black, endless sky is all you see

As you rocket through space

The universe hushes

Earth seems so far

The moon is so close

But the trip is not over

Tiny lights are everywhere

Miniscule from far away

But tremendous as you advance

Trash is everywhere

A floating junkyard

Humans have created

A small, reddish-brown planet

Is next in our journey

As Mars is approaching

Not much time passes

When we encounter our first asteroid

Danger is nearing

We get a call from Houston

We must turn around

We make our way home