Out of this life,
From this existence,
An a amazing wife,
Husband without pretence?

What exactly are we looking for,
Those things we constantly pray about,
That we never fall poor,
Or comfort doesn't kick us out?

Stop to look at the heavens,
And whatever's beneath them,
The vastness of the oceans,
Gold, silver, and every other gem,

For whatsoever a man sows,
That he reaps and not another,
Therefore settle all your vows,
And be at peace with your brother.