Bastardization of an important folk song
Space ship, space ship, fly so far,
Take me to the furthest star
Please don't tell me which galaxy I'm in,
Or whether I've already been
When I'm in the emptiness,
Blue things, green things, I'll most miss
Dreaming dew drops on my feet
In the midst of cryogenic sleep
If I make it to the edge,
I will keep my earthly pledge
Before my space ship disappears,
I'll mark in the stars, "Sam was here"
