I will ride, ride, ride til I reach the edge of the flat, flat earth.
As I ride my mind wanders and meanders and I ponder
My travels and my meanings and the thoughts that hide
Behind the trees and bridges and shadows.
The sun of the clearings bring me back to the moment,
Shrinks the shadows, brings the clarity I seek for a moment.
But my wandering ponders will pale in comparison
To the depth of the wonders my mind will plunder
As I fall over the edge of the flat, flat Earth.