Now I live among the stars
Diving into them at night
Headfirst on a big box bus
Lots of hills to call my own
People pay to walk my streets
Go where few have gone before
Take the road less traveled-by
No longer strangers
All are neighbors
Living in each other’s dreams
Buying pleasure by the quarter
Feeling guilt for overload
But too much work won’t bring you joy
Since joy is always there to seize