He liked Space
He liked strawberries
Every spring the same old story
Strawberry cake, strawberry pie, strawberry jam
He collected slides
The Moon, the Galaxies, the Cosmos
Alone in the dark, looking at the sky
What did he see?
Alone in the dark, I look at the slides
Past and Future collide
I never eat strawberry jam
Maybe one day I’ll get into Space
Maybe one day I’ll eat strawberry
Maybe one day strawberries will grow on Mars