So yes, the world is mine it seems to say.
I’m free and I am happy on this beach.
No matter that the sky is dull and grey,
the ocean is still mine with eyes to reach.
Without a boat to prove that there’s no end
to our earth, where eyes must stop,
they didn’t know there always is a bend
in the horizon, and you do not drop.
Of course today we are considered smart
and know our earth’s a ball and round
so that we can come back to our start
when crossing all the oceans that we found.
Oh yes, the world is ours, so much is clear.
Humanity expands beyond control.
There is no guarantee to where we steer
and in the end we certainly will pay the toll.
