What is a soul?
Is it ever seen?
Is there a soul making machine?
Where do they go when released?
Does it rest in everlasting peace?
All these questions we do ask
As we set upon a wanderers path
Seeking answers where do they lie
No one knows but we still try
To understand what's not understood
To take the bad and make it good
To have no regrets only what we've learned
Every war scar we wear we have earned
New days come and continue to pass
Never slowing down moving too fast
Putting it all together emotions living as one
This of course is not easily done
Answered questions that were never asked
Brings peace but peace does not last
Overcoming life's every struggle
In the process we learn to juggle
We are the questions and life is the answer
Our souls become our private dancer
When you leave where will you go?
That is something we will never know
Its OK you'll find your place
In another body with a brand new face
Together we helped each other grow
Becoming one with this old soul.