My record of space began with a sound

A spiralling vinyl whirls around and around

What’s here in my mind, a spade or an ace?

As I look to fulfil my record of space

She sings to me in that special way

Forgiving my wishes in all that she says

But my record of space continues to spin

As I touch on the vinyl and look to begin

The purest sound cracks through my bones

As I stare at the spiral and know it’s my own

My record of space infinitive to the start

Spins around and around and captures my heart

My record of space is all I could be

As I watch it spin, spinning at me