Gaze at the sky toward the edge of the universe.
Everyone's into the throes of passion.
Until We Meet in Space
(The 1997 Hale Bopp song lyric)
Everything's fine in the throes of oblivion.
Here we are far from the places we've been.
And from the sky comes the sign we were looking for.
Follow the sign to the ends of the earth.
And go in love. If we love it all, everything's fine.
Everyone moves to the one great notion.
Everything spins on a different surface,
Until we meet in space.
Everything's fine, though the path is eliptical.
Energy flows from a spiral within.
We heed the call. All aboard for the fireball. 
