The world in the sky
We see it everday

It passus by
On its merry way

The quiet holes
That fill our souls

So obvious
Yet so rarely known

This humanity
So sad and frail

Our minds are whole
But lay like shattered glass

Love is a glue
That is not often found

If only we could release its hold
The hold of a world we don't truly know

We might be set free to live
If only we could be set free for love