Under the Same Stars
We all live
under the same stars
The harvest moon
mysterious Mars
We’re all pretty small…
under the vast Milky Way
just another speck
just a brief day
We all just want
a roof overhead
A place to call home
A comfy bed
We all just want
Something to eat
Captain Crunch
Pickled pigs feet
We all just want
Someone to love
A hand to hold
Or velvet glove
We all just want
To live our life
Love our kids
Love our wife
We all live
Under the same sun
Same red blood
In bodies run
We all will live
We all will go
We cannot stay
That we know
David Kettler
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