We've come a long way
In a field of roses
I washed away the clay
Which blinded me for a while
And now I'm free to see
That all that is here
Is here for me
There is no need to be caught up in appearance
Or u might miss real chances
Of becoming one with all
No one is here to rise
And no one is here to fall
Throw away old perspectives
Let the shine in through the cracks of yesterday
And maybe someday
We'll find a better way
