If I Had Eyes In The Back

The Light Was Leaving In The West It Was Blue The Children's Laughter Sang And Skipping Just Like The Stones They Threw The Voices Echoed Across The Way Its Getting Late It Was Just Another Night With The Sun Set And The Moon Rise Not So Far Behind To Give Us Just Enough Light To Lay Down Underneath The Stars Listen To Papas Translations Of The Stories Across The Sky We Drew Our Own Constellations

The Words Are All Around But The Words Are Only Sounds And No One Ever Seems To Listen.

A Lot Of People Spend Their Time Just Floating/ We Were Victims Together But Lonely.

People Don't Know Anything About Themselves Because They're All Worried About Everybody Else.

An Individual Action, Multiplied By Millions, Creates Global Change.