someone you can call - Curiosity & Insight

Oh what a day to be born
My only job to clear this storm
They said I'd help
The human race
As I'm already launched into outer space
But it's getting dark
And my power is low
I don't know where else I'm gonna go
I'll report back to mission control
Solar panels covered in dust
My existence wasn't that tough
Other than the fact I was alone
And I had no place to call my home
To look back at what I've done
I can't lie and admit it was fun
To project these people further along
Why did they build me?
What would I become?
If nothing less than a metaphorical mess
But it's getting dark
and my power is low
I'm gonna try
And take this slow
One last report
To mission control

Written by:
Athen Walker

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