Tag modern
A tiny, pale blue dot,
is all there is,
it is not such a lot
but it is everything
to us.
We share this speck
of dust in a void,
and what we are,
what we were,
and what we become,
is all because
so far
When I was still young and fresh
A million years ago
I walked on edges
Always on the edge of something
Something wild
A million years ago
I walked on edges
Always on the edge of something
Something wild
Bright lights and long nights
Lots of laughter and music
