There are messages from the ether
They fall and they rise
And I see it in everybody’s eyes
Like when I was in St. Pat’s 
Thinking I was being followed by baseball bats
And the mist it rose
Along the road I chose
I looked into the lady’s eyes
And I could see past the disguise
That somehow seemed to cloak her frame
Oh, what is in a name
Because I fail to answer
What is the reason the dancer
Only moves on the floor
When there is music to adore
And what can I do
When I look into you
And see deep and true
That there is only beauty blue
And I see Motaz in a foreign land
Suffering under another hand
And I wonder what can I do
To pressure people to listen to you 
And seek and see that the world is blind
They only see it when it is behind
Because war could never be the solution
To your inner revolution
That seeks to expand
And there is a heavy metal band
Playing somewhere in the sky
You, for me, will never die
Though you threaten to fall
And I talk to a brick wall
When you are like that
And there are things that I take back
But not the love I professed
Think about that on your quest
To realise your diamond day
I know you will find the way
Because it shines from your core
And I will always love you, mo stór