Take Me Home, Hohmann Roads

This is a filked version of Take Me Home Country Roads by John Denver that I wrote.

Almost Heaven, Mariner Valley
Tharis Montes, Acidalia Prairie
Life is young here, younger than the air
Older than the oceans, growing like a prayer

Hohmann roads, take me home
To a place, I belong
Sacra Fossa, Martian momma
Take me home, Hohmann roads

All my memories gather ’round her
Explorer’s lady, native of black waters
Sleek and shiny, soaring through the sky
Misty taste of methane, teardrop in my eye

Hohmann roads, take me home
To a place, I belong
Sacra Fossa, Martian momma
Take me home, Hohmann roads

I hear her voice in the timeless hour she calls me
The radio reminds me of my home far away
Crossing the great black I get a feeling
That I should have been home yesterday, yesterday

Hohmann roads, take me home, to a place I belong
Sacra Fossa, Martian momma
Take me home, Hohmann roads

Hohmann roads, take me home, to a place I belong
Sacra Fossa, Martian momma
Take me home, Hohmann roads

Take me home, (down) Hohmann roads
Take me home, (down) Hohmann roads

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