I lie in the field and look to the stars
Wondering just how many there are
I realize how small this world truly is
My thoughts are like dust gone in the wind
Compared to the space that’s just right above me
Nothing seems important; not politics or even money
So why is it that we are all so trapped
In the little things that are gone in a snap
May 5, 2014
May 5, 2014 at 2:03 PM UTC
I lie in the field and look to the stars
Wondering just how many there are
I realize how small this world truly is
My thoughts are like dust gone in the wind
Compared to the space that’s just right above me
Nothing seems important; not politics or even money
So why is it that we are all so trapped
In the little things that are gone in a snap