Intergalactic journeys were taken, but sometimes the mothership didn’t run as smooth as it should have.
Lights blinked on the instrument panel! the check engine light, temperature light, or even the low fuel light! trouble is what we’ll have!
Reminded of episodes on earth where my constituents claim they didn’t have anybody they can depend on per Santana! the smoke / fog / gray clouds? oh yeah, they led to that lonely looking sky.
Some are out here frustrated / bewildered! look around / check out the low morale.
But soon the sun rises, no surprises! let the light shine in was the request!
Accepted the gift / prize, soon some are kissed by light! no longer stressed!
Check this out at Lights Were Blinking On The Instrument Panel (Part Three)