Interspersed, inter-space, intersex and inter-race
So very far from home, seven solar systems or so
I saw your face in empty space, I swear
You were looking at the void
I know not of my love with auburn hair
Or how am I to know when or if it is even there?
She may be many moons away and still I may not see her free
They say Saturn's sirens can sing through the quiet
But I'm stuck beside the figurehead, my captors claiming my breath
Through violent waters we wept, trying not to forget!