Lyrics
Out in the void, workin' the ore
Wasting our years on a cold ship floor
Strugglin' hard to even the score
Keeping our rig from the repo's door
Picking through rocks, it's a lonesome trend
Prospecting life with a means to an end
Eureka flash, we've struck the veins
Precious Quantanium ignites the gains
But with each touch, it's a deadly dance
A wrong move, and it's our last chance
Invisibly volatile as a ghost's allure
This fuel of stars is a temptin' cure
Laser steady, in the silence of space
Breaking the silence, shards fall into place
Charging and chiseling, with a surgeon's aim
For every chunk of value, there's a score to claim
Cherry-pick the heart, leave the husk behind
Each gram of Quantanium, a treasure to find
Now sealed up in the hold, cargo safe and sound
Quantanium's glow, debts will drown
Promise of life, beyond the daily grind
Frigid stars witness, to fortunes we find
In the hold it lays, our ticket to clear skies
John's grinnin' wide, for his plush prize
Engines burn, through the black we race
Empty space 'twixt danger and grace
Full load of dreams, in our bay it sleeps
To Arc L1, where the green forest peeps
Haul it back, quick but gentle ride
Wide Forest Station, on the horizon, we glide
Touchdown gently, Wide Forest in view
A crane's embrace awaits our crew
Bay doors open, a greeting of trust
Landin' our prize, no time for rust
Through the shaft, we descend with care
Gravity's grip, in the elevator we share
In the refinery, where dreams turn hard
Credits counted, under watchful guard
Our haul gleaming, on the edge of fate
Crushed, when the manager says, "Now, wait..."
[Verse 3]
Forgot the bills, they come knockin' now
Late hangar fees, we missed somehow
Thrusters hot, we leave the station's lights
Arc L1 fades, into the cosmic nights
With every credit, our ship's less in debt
But the void calls us, our course is set
Back to Aaron's belt, that ring of chance
Where the haul of a lifetime might enhance
