And it will happen many years from now
But sooner than you think
My soul will go to a place between the stars
where spirits from many places
gather in a warm clouds
and they'll say
"You're from Earth?"
and I'll say "yes"
and they'll say "what of it?"
and I'll say "don't go there,
'tis a sad place".
And yet a few will be drawn in
like grief-seeking moths
or like good souls do
wanting to help
and I'll watch them leave
saying a silent prayer after them
