Sit here
Outside...
Listening to music...
But not realizing that...
The creatures of the night sing...
Sing a song...
To the one we all should believe upon...
Sing of there own ways to the man...
The Man above...
How else do we sing...
In our own...
Outside
I hear them all... just close your eyes listen...
One by one...
Outside we sing...
We sing to you...
The God... Our God... He made us all...
Down to the smallest thing we dislike
The roach... even the ant and green of the plant...
Sit here
Outside
Listen and then?
What will we win?
Nothing but peace in the end...
They praise him morning, noon and night...
An still the creatures of day, noon and night will... still live...
What will we be in this world but a memory to someone...
To bring there beginning or...
There end...
Outside is all where it begins...
Listen...
Sing with them...