If you see, that its going too fast, slow down
If you feel that the top is where you crash, go down
If you’re tired of guessing, for certain – you know Now
Time, time is time is time and time again. The past is sin
Self righteous thoughts and action — so fast, the wind
The value of morals is but math grasped through cash by men
Wars are started because they clash, stones cast again
Law — Structure, the task at hand
But if I stop and just listen I can envision the initial flash again
Beginning – genesis — knowledge, sentences..
Where we go from here, depends on our intentions
But existence is innocent. Where its headed, eminent – possibly infinite
I believe that heaven isn’t a separate place
I believe that God doesn’t have a separate face
But I believe your God is your God, I would never intend to diminish it
To me, God is life’s art in progress – So I’m in no rush to finish it
All I’ve learned as good, is the reason for my penances
My hell is the reflection – of all that I have given it
My soul is limitless. So maybe one day, I’ll be content with it