Tonight like any other
Yet sometimes between steps
The world speaks,
Though few listen
Our sense of being,
And when they look at me
What do they see
(Me or everything)
In between?
:chorus:
As they laugh at the sky
The sky laughs at them again and sighs
As they ruin their brothers
They too will fall to ruin
Speaking of laughter
Your wisdom is frustrated
And it is soon to be destroyed
Take a knee before those who
Have less than yourself
:chorus:
Will selfish smiles
Remain funny as the sky turns to fire?