Egg shell fragile this presence
Dance around what I don't wish to guess
Shallow confounds of normality
All things placed where they belong
Where everyone expects to reach and grab
Exactly what was expected
A man on the moon questioned
Swinging his feet kicking the stars
Why?
The terrifying flood of uncertainty and
Get the guy off our sky
We find his manners unsettling
Poor thing fell off only to forget
Into a child form degenerative oblivion
Slowly drowning in the swamp of
What they consider reality
How absurd this life can be
All these years of traveling
Only to prove the starting point
I crave another galaxy I can call home