Some days I think, we live in a world like no other.
Laughing simplicity with our father and our mother.
But I look in the sky and see nothing but blue.
Wide open space, without me, without you.
The world all industrialized, big, large, our home.
But I can't help but think, we are here all alone.
Distance between moon, between sun, between stars,
Venus and Neptune, or Jupiter or Mars.
No life, no existence, no movement, all silent.
Down here is all war, all mixed up and violent.
I envy the cosmos, the stars, and the moons,
They don't deal with enemies, not even monsoons.
I admit, sometimes I like this crazy old world,
only when my mind is sane, and not swirled.
But I cant help but look up at a star filled night sky
and think to myself: are we all alone? Or am I?