Letras
Out where the stars forget their names
I park my cutter, spark the flames
QT tank full, no rush, no race
Just me, a brew, and endless space
Got a cooler strapped with frozen stew
A folding chair, a busted view
Set the beacon high, let the cosmos know
This campsite's open, watch it glow
Drake called a rambler, bless their hearts
It's basically a van with quantum parts
I'm camping in Nyx, my signal's strong
Marshmallows float, the nights are long
QT tank's full and my worries are thin
If the stars had bars, I'd be drinking in
Camping in Nyx, what a sight to see
Just me, my ship, and infinity
Pulled off near Glachim's dusty ring
Heard a pirate laugh, then nothing
Guess they saw my drake and fled in fright
Too rustic for raiding tonight
I roast a ration, hum off-key
Watch Delamar drift slow to me
Comms go quiet, I raise a toast
To the fools who still pay docking posts
I'm camping in Nyx, my signal's strong
Marshmallows float, the nights are long
QT tank's full and my worries are thin
If the stars had bars, I'd be drinking in
Camping in Nyx, what a sight to see
Just me, my ship, and infinity
Tomorrow I'll drift where the starlight bends
But tonight this campfire never ends
If you pass my cutter, pull in, stay a while
We'll trade fuel for stories and share the smile