I Know I Should Feel Welcome Here
Way Up in the Atmosphere
But I Am Afraid
And If I Land On Earth Again
I'll Be Happy Just to Cut My Face
While I Shave
Now the Sky Is Floating By
But I Am Not a Cloud
And I've Decided
I Was Not Designed to Fly
After All, I'm Only Sand
To Irritate the Oyster And
To Wait For a Pearl
And Even Though I Must Concede
Greatness Has Eluded Me
I'd Still Miss the World
And I Would Have Regrets
Were I to Pirouette Inside a Metal Jet
And I Am Not Prepared
To Sprout a Pair of Wings and Fly