Come night, we, staring, spot a star
where, normally, no sparklers are,
imagine it some magic place
where, moons ago, some master race
where, normally, no sparklers are,
imagine it some magic place
where, moons ago, some master race
(there, normally, no sparklers are)
conspires to avoid collapse --
where, moons ago, some master race
by eu-evolving, eu-adapts.
Conspiring to avoid collapse,
this dynasty from outer space
by eu-evolving (it adapts)
fends off a fatal fall from grace.
This dynasty from outer space
where normally no sparklers are
fends off a fatal fall from grace.
(Here's hoping that is who we are.)
