To belong to
Something more
In their lives
People try
To convince themselves they are the seed
Send out vines
Across time
Don't they see they are only the leaves?
And every part of them
Belongs to everything
Just a thought never given a name
They are blessed
To fall and rest
Just a part of the vast forest floor
With no future
And no past
Never wanting for anything more
And every part of them
Belongs to everything
Just a thought never given a name
To belong to
Something more
Though the light may fall on you
You were meant to pass it through
Handing on your strength and all you hold
