The roiling stars br The face of time, must cross br From where we are br Upon this planet, tossed. br br Inflations speed, br A train that none can stop; br No human deed br Could change that cosmic clock. br br Our satellite, br This earthly nursery br Is bathed with light- br For there's no usury, br br No tax, no fee, br To dwell upon the Earth; br Economy br Has given us our birth.