While you are wide eyed dreaming;
frozen, stuck at seeming,
I'm live life streaming,
with those of us out here being.

While "just concepts of people whom do not exist"
walk 'round and 'round the edges of the abyss...
Some pushing others, some jumping,
some running, never stopping-

I'm upon the mountain screaming,
"Take the people, leave the people-
but do not try to make the people,
you are only disturbing the balance."

When you can't struggle any longer
it's to your peace you must surrender...
Because there is so much for us to miss
when there is so much to remember...

If you must...
Use your memory to give back life to that which no longer exists,
Can you recall how you ended up here?
Do you remember how warm the light felt against your body then?

Whoever thought walking down was easier than up,
has never chosen the bottom over the top.