You don't understand 
You're trapped, 
In the illusions of this world
Addictions, power and 
surmounting wealth
hold you in its grip

Can I see beyond the clouds 
to the divine heart of all things
feel the harp playing
a tune of melancholy, 
watch the children's laughter
in the shadows of the sun

We walk in mirror reflections
listening to the heartstrings
strummed in pain,
holding on to nothing
that is everything, to gain
in this world we create