A Non-Inertial Reference Frame
By Ryan Ripsman
A Non-Inertial Reference Frame
Babe, I cried, you know I wish I could stay
But ol’ Coriolis pulls me away
I’ll be dragged across the ocean
Stuck in perpetual motion
In this non-inertial reference frame
The laws of physics pull me to the west
I tour from Osaka to Bucharest
Every day in a new location
Life’s a permanent vacation
In a non-inertial reference frame
Lost alone in the twisted streets of Rome
I start to miss my original home
I aspire to be homewards bound
Luckily, everything goes ‘round
In a non-inertial reference frame
When I finally return home, I start to cry
I’m looking at my home from way up high
I realize my error with remorse
There’s always centrifugal force
In a non inertial reference frame
I float aimlessly, lost in outer space
Staring jealously at the human race
For my old life on Earth, I yearn
God how I wish I could return
To that non-inertial reference frame
