Soul Journeys

There in front of a house

A blind sacred standing

A blind sacred standing

He sees clearly

That a way to float is not to escape

Clearly, pain a constant in every move

And one refuses

Ceases to feel

His eyes are not in pair

He sees clearly

That a way to float is not to escape

Clearly pain a constant in every move

Walk with wind

Down a road

To hear a sound

To burn out loud

In silence

For everyone's sake

For everyone

Everyone is awake