what the world is like up there

The world is dark 

Not a single spark

Here I sit on a bench in the park

The Earth seems so boring and stark

And I wonder what the world is like up there

 

Among the stars

Playing on Mars

Here I inhale the smoke of a million cigars

And hear the bustle of too many sports cars

And I wonder what the world is like up there

 

I want to break free

To the galaxy I'd flee

The universe would light up with glee 

At the sight of me

And I wonder what the world is like up there

 

I want to dance and fly away

And swim across the milky way

Instead of looking up to a sky full of gray

And thinking of the reasons of why I must stay

And I wonder what the world is like up there

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