The broken helping the weak.
The caged breaking free.
The strong falling down
Music with no sound.

The hungry giving food.
Precious lives ending too soon.
The hate that comes from love.
Having everything not be enough.

Oh I’ve seen it all
Happen
In front of my
Eyes,
That speaks so many
Truths,
That tells so many
lies.

The blind finding the way.
The cold kissing the sun’s rays.
The sorrow of many joys.
Peace rising against the noise.

The laughter through the tears,
The courage in our fears.
The hardness in all that’s tender.
A flaw in the entire splendor.

Oh I’ve seen it all
Happen
In front of my
Eyes,
That speaks so many
Truths,
That tells so many lies.