Nothing but a play here, I am an audience
No need to dismay here, we are in conference
Lasting and tied in are our deeds, equal in need
And I see you walking by, dressed in white
Could I be you for a while, walk a mile
Maybe after I die
Nothing out of place here, there are no accidents
Everything Carries weight here, though life is transient
All of the changing winds of time, restless as my mind
And I see you walking by, dressed in white
Could I be you for a while, walk a mile
Maybe after I die, seeing through different eyes
All the lights now receding
And I welcome the night and next the dawn, chasing the sun
Only matter, only rearranged
Doesn't matter, live it anyways