Forty years and still seems everything's okay
Just ask a question that will make it go away
You still can't change it with the waving of your hand
It comes to mean that everything is surely planned
They're sending me a picture of the moon
and star-mapped skies for travelers in tune
With all that falls beneath us from the sky
Be steady light, shine bright behind my eyes
Answer the question:
Is it straight or in a line?
Or still a spiral not aware of such a sign
And with the gravity that seems to pull us down
There is awareness to align us with the ground
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