Miller (cosmic version)

MILLER (reworking of original instrumental track by Silvio Vinci) Captain Miller, seal the doors, Earth is bleeding through the floor. One hundred women cleared to fly, You’re the only man inside. Set the engines, count to ten— Point this burning ship at Mars again. Red dust, electric sky, Take our fever, let it rise. Let the engines drown the sound Of the world we’re leaving now. Chosen from a million names, They came aboard to start again. A hundred women, children planned, One father for that distant land. Miller reads the orders twice— Can a man give birth to paradise? “Captain… do you understand? Your children have to fill this land.” He sees his face in every screen, Then hears a woman whisper: “What will we teach them about where we’ve been?” Red dust, electric sky, Keep the human fever alive. Let our children touch the ground Where no flag has cast a shadow down. Miller, bring the engines down… A hundred voices gather round. Someone laughs. Somebody cries. The first sun burns in all their eyes.