We’re all fine
Til those in power take a spin
On the wheel of fortune
Where no one wins
And set the dial
Spiraling like we’re on trial
And winters last
Long past the soldiers that have marched
In time with the beat
Do you think they own their own feet
Or do they just borrow
Them from all the sorrow
To be loyal to
The movement that is flowing through
Will we be saved
From all the tomes that have aged
With the weight of passing time
Before was born in light divine
Will the wonder speak
Or is humanity as yet too weak
To set a steady step
Out on the branch of no regret
Will the leaves blow
On the place we will never go
Again
Oh, what to make of the world of men
Is the fighting done
Wake up to the inner sun
And know
That there are places the dark can’t go
But weave a thread
We’re not born to be dead
But eternally free
Look inside and you will see