Is there some meaning to this life?
What purpose lies behind the strife?
Whence do we come, where are we bound?
These cold questions echo and resound
through each day, each lonely night.
We long to find the splendid light
that will cast a revelatory beam
upon the meaning of the human dream.

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are you scared little one
scared of the dying sun?

what fun we'll have,
beating Time and gravity

what fun we'll have
being children of the galaxy

shooting through wormholes
to the edge of space
playing with black holes
impossible to trace..

look into the sun
see all of time and space
your soul exposed

don't be scared to be human, a mere mortal
live, love, die..you will
see the light, see your future
be today, live forever
the Universe is empty, without you

the very distant stars
are much closer
than you think

we have problems
we are human
what else?