The Answer

Sometimes I feel lost on a desolate plain, where the wind rips the soles of my shoes. It tears my eyes, howls in my ears, and grabs at my hair and my clothes. If I open my heart and surrender my pain, I flutter away like a cloud. I join everyone who has gone before, and those who have yet to arrive.

Looking up form the depth of the ocean I swear I see shimmering stars. Too soon we will know the answer and maybe we'll laugh pretty loud.

Don’t bother to ask the big question about the future beyond the end. Let’s just say we fall in with a river that flows to the eternal sea. Lights in the depth of the ocean sparkle as stars in the sky. Drawn to a flame we must answer to whatever lies beyond.

Looking up form the depth of the ocean I swear I see shimmering stars. Too soon we will know the answer and maybe we'll laugh pretty loud.

Sometimes when I sit in an empty room, I hear voices that no longer speak and I’m tempted to ask the big question about the future beyond the end. If I open my heart and surrender my pain, I flutter away on the stream. I drift with the current of water rushing down to the eternal sea.

Looking up from the depth of the ocean, I swear I see shimmering stars. Too soon we will know the answer, and maybe we’ll laugh pretty loud. Too soon we will know the answer, and together we will laugh pretty loud.

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