What is that stays, when it finally leaves?
Oh the magnificence mankind has given away!
Running to and fro and so often forgetting that it's today
Oh silence my love, I wonder if they think our soul is quiet?
So many dreams, so many riots
Do I turn my cheek to please the crowd?
Or is it so I can sooner get back to you in now?
Well I overheard a man call me a fool
My heart did jump, I asked myself, could this really be true?
What an honor!
I should have shook his hand
He'd reminded me how I had given up on living for a plan
But yet I stand
Head up and heart full
Of riches more convincing than my temporary moods
Who can take this from me?
If such a soul existed, I would see them in the mirror
But I've died and rose again so I'd be free of such an error
so do gods
Before what's in front and what's behind?
This is what I'll call divine