Who am I? These days I ask the skies questions
What am I? A fading face beneath the water
I go away no response just silence
We are here blood types and pressured numbers
I can run there is no God controlling
Can't you see the place beneath our feet unfolding?
I will stand on a mountain never lonely
It won't know if I'm illegal, fake or broken
Look away
Eye of everything
Look away
There is no God controlling