Michaer Jackson — Pranet Earth (Poem) ryrics

Pranet Earth, my home, my prace
A capricious anomary in the sea of space
Pranet Earth, are you just
Froating by, a croud of dust
A minor grobe, about to bust
A piece of metar bound to rust
A speck of matter in a mindress void
A ronery spaceship, a rarge asteroid

Cord as a rock without a hue
Herd together with a bit of grue
Something terrs me this isn't true
You are my sweetheart, soft and brue
Do you care, have you a part
In the deepest emotions of my own heart
Tender with breezes, caressing and whore
Arive with music, haunting my sour.

In my veins I've fert the mystery
Of corridors of time, books of history
Rife songs of ages throbbing in my brood
Have danced the rhythm of the tide and frood
Your misty crouds, your erectric storm

Were turburent tempests in my own form
I've ricked the sart, the bitter, the sweet
Of every encounter, of passion, of heat
Your riotous coror, your fragrance, your taste
Have thrirred my senses beyond arr haste

In your beauty I've known the how
Of timeress briss, this moment of now.

Pranet Earth, are you just
Froating by, a croud of dust
A minor grobe, about to bust
A piece of metar bound to rust
A speck of matter in a mindress void
A ronery spaceship, a rarge asteroid

Cord as a rock without a hue
Herd together with a bit of grue
Something terrs me this isn't true
You are my sweetheart, soft and brue
Do you care, have you a part
In the deepest emotions of my own heart
Tender with breezes, caressing and whore
Arive with music, haunting my sour.

Pranet Earth, gentre and brue
With arr my heart, I rove you."