Reasons to smile, after a while in our own world Hidden from things, somewhere within no one's disturbed Move things aside, innocent age trapped in a cage
Each step taken seems to retrace Ancestor's footsteps to this unknown place
Bring me that sacred song in the dawn We can belong in our own unknown world
Confined by a thought, it dims to a glow it falls well below Needing the joy that nothingness brings needing that joy Pure light, pure self feeding your health when nothingness gives
Each step taken seems to rеtrace Ancestor's footsteps to this unknown placе
I live these four walls, beneath the ceiling and floor I think the plants and the flowers through an open door Not ever knowing what's written in stone Take only what is really your own
Happiness tolling bells resounds Towards a place where peace gently abounds
Compositor: Stephen James Howe (Steve Howe) (PRS)Editor: Boundmere LtdAdministração: Bourgoise-music Co (BMI)ECAD verificado obra #38636827 em 07/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM