Maybe there’s a world around us,
That’s not exactly what it seems.
But nobody can wander there,
It’s only in your dreams.
Perhaps it haunts you day and night,
Or maybe not at all.
It’s really quite a mystery,
That no one can recall.
But everyone has a different place,
That they’d like to go.
And you may tell them it’s not real,
But you don’t really know.
Is there something living,
Either out in space, or in deep, deep earth?
You do not now what it is,
Or how much it’s worth.
But there’s something out there!
We’re each just dying to see.
Yet what it is, or where it is,
Is beyond you or me.
So yet we go on pondering,
And wondering more still.
Is there life beyond the stars?
Curiosity is still yet to spill.