A rock spins inside a world
too large for us to see.

On it is many creatures,
including you and me.

We've never known what it's like
to live on another rock.

It seems to me that somehow
we have found the best spot.

We weren't the ones who found this speck
of the universe, which we dwell.

It was something else that put us here.
It's not very hard to tell.

Our creator knew this precious rock
was specially reserved for us.

From his playful heart of love,
he built it as our flying bus.