Scattered on the ocean floor
Treasures small, treasures galore
Is it Fool’s Gold or a shell?
Or a glittering find worth going to hell?
Careful what you grab with your fist
Be it the gems below, stars above – you get the gist.
Are you sure? Are you sure?
That the path you endure will
Lead you to the depths, to the stars or
Some other place incredibly far
Than your imagination can already take you