Not to belong where you are
Not to belong where you are Where loneliness is severe The wrong place in the wrong time Knowing you shouldn't be here... To have to live now is cruel Since deep in your mind you know You belong in some future time Two hundred years form now, or so... Inside wishing you were in space Traveling to places and planets unknown To live free in a ship through time Whirling into eternity and beyond... A million things in life you can have Small and insignificant though they are A million things are forbidden, too One small dream - to travel the stars... brg undated
Only One (alternate)
Not to belong where you are, Is a lonely feeling, it is. The wrong place in the wrong time, Knowing you really shouldn't be here. To have to live now is cruel, Since deep in your mind you know, You belong in some distant future time, Two hundred years from now, or so. Inside you know you belong in space, Traveling to places and planets unknown. To live free in a ship, through time, Whirling heading into eternity, and beyond. A million things in life you can have, small and insignificant though they are. A million things, also you cannot have, Out of this, only one I want - the stars. brg undated
My mother was an avid Star Trek fan and believed in Gene Roddenberry’s message of unity and togetherness. To eradicate racism. Sexism. Hunger. Poverty.