I know you like the hum of night
There’s this constant sort of craving
You’re all I need to feel alright
But when the sun peaks in, we’ll hide away
You’ll shed my touch like second skin
I’ve seen too much to trick myself
To say the moths in your eyes are for no one else
My glow is much too dim
I’ll fall too hard, but you’ll get back up
And leave where we begin
"If humanity hopes to realize its dreams of exploring the stars, we’re going to need to find ways to recreate life on Earth aboard a spaceship. Simply stockpiling enough vital supplies isn’t going to cut it, which is what led Julian Melchiorri, a student at the Royal College of Art, to create an artificial biological leaf that produces oxygen just like the ones on our home planet do."
YES. Let’s get off this planet, shall we?