On a warm and tranquil summers night
to lay beneath the stars I must,
To gaze around the heavens and feel as tiny as a speck of dust
The river bank beneath me, the smell of earth, that’s good
I feel at one with nature, as I always knew I would
With no one to distract me, my mind’s an open door.
I ask, is anybody there? Perhaps that’s what I’m looking for
This small world that we live in, is such a minute part,
To understand the universe, I don’t know where to start
It puts things in perspective; my problems seem so small
I seem so unimportant, I’m just a witness to it all.
The chances of me being here, existing here at all
are really quite extraordinary and very, very small
So when I look into the skies as far as I can see,
I sometimes wonder to myself, is someone looking down at me?
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