This old man, what he said was real
You never get old, time is a wheel
You see the sun, in the milky sea
Theres no where to run, when your allready free
Reflections form once again, so hard to find, your pain
Mumma told you to stay, safe within, your way
It feels like the moon, has become my window
Stars in a rift, their open ended eyes, its just a big surprise, for you, for you
Prince's are raised, and Prince's are thrown
The people are one, and the people have known
The children have come, with their naked feet
And within us God run, as the children weeped
I see you, dragging yourselves, all down
I see you, dragging yourselves, down
I see you.