On top a needle head there stands
A tiny little grain of sand
And on that speck there sits some dust
And living there is all of us
Fretting about our small lives
Thinking we've figured out why
All of the answers locked inside
Each of our tiny little minds
Tied with strings that traverse time
Nothing could ever sever these binds
We're floating through infinity
Out farther than we've ever seen
And in a blink to this grand scheme
Happens what we call everything
A universe afloat in space
Trillions of stars all interlaced
The weight we carry through our days
Is unseen in this vast dark place
Tied with strings that traverse time
Nothing could ever sever these binds
All that we are and all that will come
Was forged in a star and will burn in the sun
For all that we know this is all temporary
When the universe implodes what's the use in being wary?
All that we are and all that will come
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