Not Ours

We watched the wild geese walk across the apple farm,

Science now deems,

That everything is like a curtain

falling down.

The animals they read our dreams,

See how we hold our wars above.

This world is not ours.

The train at night

The only light

The moon, the stars, by cable cars.

This world is not ours.

We watched the wild geese walk across the apple farm.