Curse of the Fool

Well I've heard it said before by those much kinder than I

That what separates a wiseman from a fool

Is what he sees when he looks into the sky

What he sees when he looks into the sky

One might see a big space

While another might long for the moon

Another might see only unreachable stars

And a fool looks back down at his shoes

But a wise man sees his own backyard

A wise man always lives in the stars

A wise man wants to re-write the book

And it's thrown into the fools fire

Without even a look

Somewhere close by and yet so far away

Is a place where we came from that we may see again someday

A place of more breadth and more depth than you'll know

And a fool has never seen where a wise man will go

And a wise man sees his own backyard

A wise man always lives in the stars

A wise man wants to re-write the book

And it's thrown into the fools fire

Without even a look