These eyes are open to see,
I see how to enjoy your interest,
you tread upon me,
Let heaven be my home at rest,
While your's be same as me I pray,
I believe we die one day
And the other day we wake.
I wish I had the courage to say,
In this world at least;
Life is a Paperthrone.
The more you try to sit and rule on firm,
The more it hurts at fall in the end.