since the outset of time
every single one of your ancestors survived
every single person on your mums and dad’s side
successfully looked after and passed onto you life
what are the chances of that like?
it comes to me once in a while
and everywhere i tell folk
it gets the best smile
But the day i may not be able to pay my way could be today
It’s not that I don’t care, just that I’m way too caught up with breathing air to grieve for the trees and air or how breathable air is
You go first, I’ll follow suit
Make the mistakes I’d probably make
I’m right behind you but don’t expect me to ride like it’s a race
Cos you’ll be back there picking scraps while I’m Mr. Mug, do-gooding around and I’ve lost my rank and base
I’ve got to manage my little space
It’s the people that live on it, no no
Earth’ll be here long after we’ve all gone the way of the dodo
He knows every individual and every trick in them
Way above emotion, never getting stressed
But when men choose against him, gets jealous
People fight for him in crippling wars
But since he has the power of infinite awe
We’re merely itching on futilities floor
Should we really be needing to assist him at all?
If he loves us all, knowing all we think
Should he only like people with faith in him?
Given I can’t control what I truly believe,
Can I be forgiven for only believing who I see?