And so, he decided an adventure was in store.
It was time to leave the earth.
As he floated, yeah floated, right up through the sky,
Yes, oh yes, he decided to die.
That part which fed the bad,
would be gone in a day.
It was time to float up, yes up through the sky.
And so he grew through a cloud, through a plant, through the soil, to the bricks of a house.
Square, din, and boring, he decided to to move, with a grin.
"A grin!?", that could mean he be lying!
Nature sings and calms the soul, no sin, no untruths shall be done here today.
Smiles come and wander, and they linger about.
It's time to move on from the house.