Strings

If I was forced by the great hand of God To hold up my face to the heat of the sun I’d melt away and leave the pain behind From that day on I’d bump into everything I’d see the world for what it was beneath the light I’d feel the warmth of a stranger’s voice I’d touch a world that can’t be measured By lines, and colors, and rays from space Aren’t I there now? Things we don’t recognize control us Things we knock down are empowering If we’d hold our eyes shut for a minute and listened If we’d try to feel our way around We’d see, all of existence is vibrating wildly