It’s weird we live on this planet.
It’s weird that I have a beard.
Whether or not we did plan it,
This whole damn thing is weird.

It’s weird what we kill and die for,
It’s weird what we all will endure,
It’s weird what a bird will fly for,
Even with the air so impure.

So close to friends and family,
With loved ones so endeared,
Beyond our lives and family tree,
This whole universe is weird.

Life is such a wonder,
And death is often feared.
Before we go down under,
This life is oh, so weird.

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