(Verse One)

Io isn't possible
But use it for energy
Lava launching out chaotically
Electrical potential
To power the other
Jovian systems
Europa, Ganymede and Callisto
But, man, the radiation

(Verse Two)

Under the ice
Suffice to say
Life could be there
And thriving well
Europa's oceans
How will we fair
Here where it's water
With all of this
Jovian radiation?

(Verse Three)

Serpentinization
Creating hydrogen and oxygen
Where is the salt
In the subsurface ocean?
Tidal forces
From Jupiter's pull
Shifting the currents
Under the ice
(Verse Four)

Well, how about Ganymede?
It has it's own magnetic field
But the radiation is not ideal
Two months and you're gone
Shame, for there's a saltwater ocean
But I know some race will move there
But it's too risky for us
But what if it is?

(Verse Five)

And so we go to Callisto
Another ocean under the surface
But we have a problem
There's less sources for life here
Then there is on Europa
But Callisto has the least radiation
So, what do we go for?
Where do we go to?

(Verse Six)

It wouldn't hurt to go for both
Working out the possibilities
I think we can make the three work
If we build the right habitats
Europa, Ganymede and Callisto
I know that if we work hard
We can colonize
The Jovian system
(Outro)

It's been, uh... fiftten... Jovaki... That's what we call the years now. I've been living on my house on Aquarius Sulcus for quite a while. My job is to explore the surface of Ganymede. It's fun to do, but at the same time... Weird
I've seen children playing tag on Perrine. Sitting on a bench, watching them play, there's this... sadness to it. They were born on a world that wasn't designed for them... I just know they would be better over on Earth, or Mars, after Konstantin helped the underground Martians, or what they call themselves, Rasacáz, or Rasacázi. But, somehow, this is where we find ourselves, and this is likely where we'll be stuck at for our lives. We've grown accustomed to this place. It's too late to go somewhere else
Anyway, I guess I'll just stare at the storm on Jupiter. It's never-ending, I know. I can't... think of an analogy right now... Something about how space and dimension travel is like a never-ending storm, just like the red eye on Jupiter... I don't know... I've never been good at analogies