Wher it had been left

hundreds of years ago

extract from the depth

is but a setting sun paradise is scace

in this light that won't shine

what is our earthly task

but a worthy design?



some held it in sight

for scattered it may have been

they're ready to fight

in a priceless inkling

the request is here

ready to resurrect

what else can we do but recover the project



our earthly design

can be so detached

what crushes our desire

not to be trapped

when the higher spheres

tell us to and not to

everyone agrees

demanding more veto

our earthly design

can we be so detached

what crushes our desire

not to be trapped?