i can't help but wonder
if the stars we're hanging under
are full of life as lost as you and i
is our sun part of some constellation
does it guide them to their destinations
does it tell the story of gods and days gone by?
god bless you carl sagan
or whatever you have faith in
you're the only one of us who'll never die
there's a golden record
getting further every second
a requiem for apes who learned to fly
who will write?