And on their ascent Tiny bubbles collide Become atmosphere You act like the surface far up above Is as high as it goes without testing You've seen others go and come without event But still you don't touch. You give up That's all You give up You say, "Well, I'm done" You give up You act like the night sky far up above Is no more than a door To where you are And you are the fulcrum on which it all turns And you never move And you can not do right at all And you can not go give it up