Of the cookie-cutter mould

In cookie-cutter mould our world is done as my
life is done in the cookie-cutter mould. I'll tell you about it because I am here and you are distant.
Wherever you are, we must do the best we can. It is so far to travel, and we have nothing here to travel, except the ferries moulded from the cookie-cutter.
I hope this works out.
Of the cookie-cutter mould