From end to end I see the world I'm living on.
I'm overwhelmed and this is just "one thing".
My feet are on the same cold morning ground.
But I am shown small parts with great meaning.
This whole thing is not what it appears to be.
This whole place is not as dark as what we see. At all
And on and on I see the face of everyone.
I see and hear I just can't take it in.
And now there's work and it relates to all of them.
And here I think it's just too much for me.
And all at once I am left unto myself.
And as I fall I'll never be the same.
Now I know just what will answer everything.
Not empty words to say "All will be right"
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