living here is not what it seems.

 Ship of white light in the sky,

nobody there to reason why.

Here I am, I'm not really there,

smiling faces ever so rare.

A let's walk in deepest space,

 living here just isn't the place.

Stalks of light come from the ground,

when I cry there isn't a sound.

All my feelings cannot be held,

 I'm happy in my new strange world.

Shades of green grasses twine,

girls drinking plasma wine.

 A look at love, a dream unfolds,

 living here, you'll never grow old.