Off into the night, across the terrain,
by a faint northern light, through a frosty moraine --
there a bear plays a tune beneath an orange moon,
while a whale drums a beat that's hard to repeat.
And if it's all a bit odd, tell me whats the surprise?
what happens behind you is far from your eyes.
the probability is low as calculations will show,
but nothing is sure and chance will occur.
And if you started to believe me I am sorry to say,
it was my imagination that came out to play.
It's not to deceive, just merely convey,
that it's tough to be sure so carefully sway.
