All my life, I've never seen past the city lights All this time, blinded by the world I once knew.
This time they are open, to see the bigger picture, Exposed, to a new way of thinking.
Closed minds, will not make it No doubt, this is where we all go wrong. One time or another, Change will come
So follow along, And join the few, who love and cherish, The existence of more than me and you. It wont always surround us, Burial grounds remind us, That we can coincide as one
Witness the price we pay, We need a new direction,
Beauty designed, counting the years left in its decline, Breath like it's your last time, deep in your lungs, Savour each scent, hold each taste to your tongue
This earthly heaven we've seemed to have lost Disconnected by our indiscretions, We will find a way, So you can wake another
Closed minds, will not make it No doubt, this is where we all go wrong One time or another, change will come
So follow along, And join the few, who love and cherish, The existence of more than me and you. It wont always surround us, Burial grounds remind us, That we can coincide as one
Witness the price that we pay, As one we'll find a way