Life is a mystery
It's not crystal clear
There must be a reason
As to Why we are here
Those who are Christians
Are biding their time
For life ever after
With the father divine
Some of us think not
Our life ends at death
The journey is finished
When we draw our last breath
Others are waiting
For a ticket to ride
On a large glowing saucer
Green men as their guide
A handful are packing
The ends drawing near
The worlds always ending
Every two or three years
I wish I had answers
I've nothing to give
Were all here together
Enjoy, breathe, and live.
