Falling fondly into space displac’d into wildness,

horizon of the electric shores.

Of electric beyonds and evermores

When surely we look out into the distant past

A vast stadium to watch the stars, I laugh

and sing,

and happen upon where we do start


For some folks in this world never win,

never money-spin.

So I stop, hesitate, ponder on

why life hates them so,

why it throws them this way, that, to and fro.

And ponder now that our hearts should grow.

So claim to embrace the reality hides behind the face.

And face reality.