What a time
To be alive
So frightened
Often am I

So big but surely shrinking
This world is for the thinking

What is it here thats left
We taken so much
Some kind of nature theft

Im no perfect man
I take so much too
But in the stars i see the truth

They're so bright and bold and big
What difference does it make to be a pig

To be alive and to see whats real
And to be capable of the feels

A human soul's just like the rest
Hidden in a bag of flesh
Always moving toward their quest
Until there's no flesh left

To be a pig and to take
Without returning surelys a mistake
But it takes alot for one to grow

So let the world you take
Grab a hold a of you and shape
A human bag of flesh
Thats a little brighter than the rest

Eventually your days will end
Hopefully then youll ascend

Move for the sun then please
We need more light to bring about peace

Just remember
Its important to grow
But once youve grown
Its time to let go