Like the shadow beneath the sea,
And the fin of the shark from under me,
There is a distant problem up ahead.
But I don't fear it; No, not today.

Like the dust that falls from the stars,
And the sand that glimmers, like the lights and cars,
I will remain like the celestial bodies before me:
Revolving around and around till they collide.

And if the city blocks out the lights,
And if the sun doesn't shine behind,
Just know that there might be trouble ahead,
But you could always replace it with hope instead.