out along the cygnus wall where great star factories roam a trillion miles from nowhere is a place that we call home and it’s not much to live on but it’s mighty grand to see a nice place to think about but a nicer place to be you’ll find worlds by the thousands of every kind and size kingdoms made of diamonds bright heavens made of sighs cold hells made of heartaches colder hearts made of stone find anything you want when you call the wall your home
no one lives forever yet no one really dies when your heart’s in the heavens of the grand cygnus skies
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photo © Nick Pavelchak text © Buzz Dixon with a tip of the space helmet to Robert Service and Rudyard Kipling