Wandering mind where do you roam?
Marching through the marsh and loam,
Why must you feel so alone,
Will you ever come back home?
Saunter off into the sky,
Far into the stars I fly,
Soaring till the end of time,
Long eternity to bide.
Here we are, here we stand,
Atoms of a cosmic hand!
Players in celestial bands,
Part of something very grand.
We don't even know our scale,
Or from whence or where we hail.
Into infinity we sail,
Pierce the evanescent veil.
