As she walks through a snow showernBreaking a path through the icenShe passes a high ice towernWhich penetrates the polar night, butnnShe lacks oxygen, essential to fire,nBut her, her jetpack glows brightnAnd she doesn't even feel tirednAs she penetrates the polar nightnnWhat a mystery of vast complexitynThere's something goin' on here we don't understandnA downpour of dust clouds unexpectedlynAppears in the palm of her handnnEverything flows freely across the freezing dustscape WednesdaynAs cool stars, red and bright with lifenArrive at the end of their colossal lightsnnShe lacks oxygen, essential to fire,nBut her, her jetpack glows brightnAnd she doesn't even feel tirednAs she penetrates the polar nightnnWhat a mystery of vast complexitynThere's something goin' on here we don't understandnA downpour of dust clouds unexpectedlynAppears in the palm of her handnnEverything flows freely across the freezing dustscape WednesdaynAs cool stars, red and bright with lifenArrive at the end of their colossal lightsnnOther unimagined phenomenanGets relayed back by radio wavesnUp into space towards AndromedanLeaving behind little tracennShe takes hours to view the afterglownA fierce lunar wind blowsnIt penetrates deep down the day sidenAnd into the polar night.