Earth is the only place
I've found so far
Where I can be myself
When I lived on Mars
I was never at peace
And Venus was a madhouse
Of hot and cold desire
And though I still enjoy
Driving to Mercury in the spring
To visit the ruins and tombs
There's something irreplaceable
About the earth that makes it home
That even after horrendous journeys
Or is it because of them I'm not sure
That only here does love seem real
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