Lifetime is short compared to the time The Earth has existed in, Earth's lifetime compared to that Of the great Universe Equally short, Our images of the world That we populate die harder, Our fate and our images, Seen through our eyes, Might well be lies. What access do we have To the world we are living in? Is this a dream that we live? It's hard to believe. What proof can there be of life? I just think that
It's strange how we all walk around, On visitors feet upon our ground And make believe that this is all, As we know what all is. And strange how we can't understand, Compared, Earth is only a grain of sand. When faced with this, I can't deny That ignorance is bliss. When all things flow eternally, And no man is ever there to see The great eternal unperceived, What is existence? Are these things real what all that seen? And what does it matter that we have been Like grains of sand blow in the wind, So is our existence.
Kill the fire, Cut the wire, Deny desire, Be a liar, Watch me then Feed the fire, Pull the wire, Then take it higher than lie, Don't waste breath in it.
While we think redemption Will save us from temptation, We can't escape religion Whatever it's origin. Is there no way out of the madness? It's only brought us sandness, Consider it an illness in life, Why did it never seem
It's strange how we all walk around, On visitors feet upon our ground And make believe that this is all, As we know what all is. And strange how we can't understand, Compared, Earth is only a grain of sand. When faced with this, I can't deny That ignorance is bliss. When all things flow eternally, And no man is ever there to see The great eternal unperceived, What is existence? Are these things real what all that seen? And what does it matter that we have been Like grains of sand blow in the wind, So is our existence.