by Penny
Hey, Dad, I won't be home in time for dinner,
A million miles away and me without my American Express.
There's no yellow brick road and no ruby slipper,
There's no wizard in this Oz or good witch of the West.
How am I suppose to get back over the rainbow?
Farscape wasn't suppose to make Einstein's theory unravel,
I'd just be the hero's son and prove my cosmic theory.
I wanted to prove the feasibility of galactic travel,
but that wormhole sure as hell wasn't on the itinerary.
And this isn't Kansas anymore Toto.
I'm just trying to stay alive, everything to lose or gain.
Learning is a journey and I'm committed to the trip.
Yet here I'm the scarecrow, only looking for his brain,
'cause I'm the only human on a pregnant living ship.
Ignor the man behind the curtain, on with the greatest show.
The truth is, Dad, I miss you and each day I miss you more.
Sebacian, Delvian, Luxan, but I'm the alien here.
A scientist's delight, a whole new galaxy to explore,
everyday's a party but I'm damn tired of the fear.
So I'll thrice click my heels together, it's home I want to go.
Can anybody tell me how to get back over the rainbow?
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