A magic mo
      --- without
a teary backdrop!
One step down
beneath the Moon.
Gone with the wind.
Once in the nick of time
upon a peak of the noon.

Every past generation had their turn
on this giant ball.

They had their taste of life, then death,
and now we're here for more.

Reality has gone a long way back.
It's quite the story we're in.

Can you see how such an epic backdrop makes
your own worries appear so thin?