Prayer For The Cosmic Coma Fix

Deep sleep for deep thought

Prayer For The Cosmic Coma Fix

The sky is in an apoplectic quandary why tonight

Earth is entirely too old to be on solid holy ground

Atmospheres confuse the colors in the air with reason

There is nothing to be seen there anyway, it's freezing

At this moment nitrogen lakes bubble up on Saturn

Ice columns form circles mirrored around the moons

Orchestrated heavenly rings that hang on mystic hope

Nightfall follows the pontiff around the alter light

In the Vatican clouds orbit in his head as fixed

While he blesses all the planets, even Mars

In communion with the cosmic coma gift

He even forgives strange Venus for its misgivings

Spinning retrograde against the laws of physics

Eight other planets can't be wrong rotating right

Holy Spirit come to hold our hands and planets

Help us understand the plan, the orbital holy land

We could be finished if we miss it

The cosmic logic escapes us by the minute

Please fix it