There is an arch of time that divides us, there are so many can you tell
Misconception and illusion create the prison we call hell
Even the shadows are forgotten there are no words left to explain
Searing images disfigured leave me rattled in my brain


If I claim to be a madman would you take me at my word
I’m so weak weary and sadden but the world still turns
There is a flower in the water it floats away down a stream
Like the fathers and the daughter nothing is ever what it seam

I always thought I was a genius instead it seams that I am a fool
In my folly I can see us, a million people used as tools
We build the building that we live in pump the gas we use as fuel
All the while and all around us they break and take away or schools


Ten thousand years of written history I’d like to see ten thousand more
But if these rich men have their way we’ll barely make a hundred more
They are the demons we are the angels we are the masters of our fate
But if we fail to see it coming then our salvation will be too late

So these are the words of wisdom that I offer listen to them if you can
I may not have all of the answers cause it up to us to make the plan
Lets us start with something simple I’ll call it my step one
Try simple act of human kindness and see how they snowball when we are done