[verse]
The sun carries on, on it's endless adventure.
It's flying around something large that is out there.
We're not really sure what it's circling around.
A black hole? A big cake? A large bear?

[break]

[chorus]
Where is it headed? Where will the Sun go?
In seventy billion years, I'm not sure we'll know.
Does it fly in an orbit, or just straight ahead,
Will it carry us, always, or leave us instead.

[break]

[bridge]
Endlessly spinning, the earth goes around,
With its partner, the moon, it is sure to be found,
As it dances in orbit with Mars and with Venus,
And all of its friends who are all coming with us.

[break]

[chorus]
Where is it headed? Where will the Sun go?
In seventy billion years, I'm not sure we'll know.
Does it fly in an orbit, or just straight ahead,
Will it carry us, always, or leave us instead.

[interlude - spoken]
The Sun follows a path around the center of the Milky Way galaxy, completing one orbit approximately every 225-250 million years (one "cosmic year"). This motion occurs along the galactic plane within one of the spiral arms, traveling at roughly 828,000 km/h (514,000 mph). The Sun's orbit is not perfectly circular but slightly elliptical, influenced by gravitational interactions with nearby stars and molecular clouds. Interestingly, the Sun doesn't simply orbit on a fixed plane—it oscillates vertically through the galactic disk, bobbing up and down across the galactic plane roughly every 60 million years due to the gravitational pull of the galaxy's central bulge. Our understanding of the Sun's path derives from observations of stellar motions, galactic structure studies, and computational models of galactic dynamics.

[chorus]
Where is it headed? Where will the Sun go?
In seventy billion years, I'm not sure we'll know.
Does it fly in an orbit, or just straight ahead,
Will it carry us, always, or leave us instead.

JNKCE20250513
Queue For You

Int. Dave's Games and ScrunchCakes - Tuesday Morning

[The shop is packed. A line stretches out the door. Dave looks overwhelmed]

Dave: Green! We need more purple!
Green: Nobody wants the purple ones, Dave.
Customer 1: Actually, I'd like to try a purple one.
Dave: See! People have taste!
Green: Only the people who haven't tasted them yet.

[Mrs Thompson emerges from the kitchen, flour-covered]
Mrs Thompson: The ovens can't keep up!
Dave: How long until the next batch?
Mrs Thompson: About twenty minutes.
Dave: Purple?
Mrs Thompson: Nobody likes the purple ones, David.

[Mrs Thompson disappears again]
Customer 2: What are the pink ones?
Green: Raspberry fondant.
Customer 2: That sounds good. I'm not keen on the sausages.
Dave: They still have sausages.
Customer 2: With raspberry?
Dave: That's the scrunch surprise.
Green: It's only a surprise the first time, Dave.

[Outside, Andy and Joe peer in through the window]
Joe: Would you look at this queue, Andy.
Andy: Never thought I'd see the day.
Joe: Should we be worried?
Andy: About Dave?
Joe: About these cake things. They're literally selling like hot cakes.
Andy: We might have to start selling cake.
Joe: Can you bake?
Andy: Cakes?
Joe: Yes cakes..
Andy: Can't be that hard. Dave apparently manages ok, and he's Dave.
Joe: True.

[Inside, Dave and Green continue frantically serving]
Dave: One vanilla, two chocolate, three... wait, where was I?
Green: Blueberry, Dave.
Customer 3: I ordered strawberry.
Customer 4: Mine was meant to be chocolate.
Dave: Who ordered the purple?
Green: Nobody ordered the purple.
Mrs Thompson: Less chatting, more serving!

[End credits roll as Dave tries to juggle multiple cake boxes while Green facepalms in the background]