Seeing the world
If I caught the world in my hand
I'd toss it back without regret.
Everything would still be the same as it is,
where the world is still,
where nothing is ever clear to the eye.
Open your mind and think about all the times,
where everything seems so quiet,
and no one wants to say anything.
Why does the world seem to be so still and quiet,
but it seems so impossibly unreal?
If I could catch the world in my hand again,
I'd hold it to take a closer look at this mystery.
The reason why was to understand,
one of the oldest world's mystery's, which is love.
It's the lack of love I feel,
its only a feeling but it makes me so ill,
till I cannot get up off the floor.
As I'm here and the world is so impossibly still
and quiet I cannot believe my eyes and ears.
Where's the girl for me? Is that her that I see?
That's another mystery.
If I caught the world in my hand
I'd toss it back without regret.
Everything would still be the same as it is,
where the world is still,
where nothing is ever clear to the eye.
Open your mind and think about all the times,
where everything seems so quiet,
and no one wants to say anything.
Why does the world seem to be so still and quiet,
but it seems so impossibly unreal?
If I could catch the world in my hand again,
I'd hold it to take a closer look at this mystery.
The reason why was to understand,
one of the oldest world's mystery's, which is love.
It's the lack of love I feel,
its only a feeling but it makes me so ill,
till I cannot get up off the floor.
As I'm here and the world is so impossibly still
and quiet I cannot believe my eyes and ears.
Where's the girl for me? Is that her that I see?
That's another mystery.
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