Classical music remembers who we are full of excitement with little stars chasing a sky we can't see in our eyes Because they're inside with the light are spirit holeds tight With the love spilling out the sides  overflowing into the night sky. the stardust collects the light that goes inside The minds Of the righteous, That finds The truth inside the wisdom That knows why it was finished at the cross And believes that god adds up to three.They are the wisdom walkers they hold my wisdom and they see inside the things most could never believe They walk through the dark with my light bye there side.   Their knowledge keeps forever flowing In and out of time Separating Itself from the reality that has no substance backing up what it sees when it's holding on to the illusions of it's Own reality.