I’ve often thought how sad it is
To figure out what’s mine, what’s his
This world was not born yesterday
Nor will its strength fade fast away
But lingers long upon the mind
To seek the answer we need find.
Among those stars in distant sky
There bides a path that each must ply
And as the trail now waxes old
Before its impetus grows cold
Let’s bind our fears and make new friends
Learn how the final story ends !
