How come there's so many people willing to suffer
So they get up and suffer everyday
They think they were put on this earth to suffer
And by God they're gonna suffer
Until they suffer their lives away
Home come so many are willing to say
There is no sense there is no plan
Yet they will not believe not believe the ancient mysteries
Passed down through time into their hands
If my choice is despair or wonder
On the line between truth and belief
Do I just let the tide take me under
Or do I let the fascination come on and rain all over me
Open your mind
You have been blind
Imagine the answers
Or questions will all you find
Open your mind
The grooves in my life were unforgiving
Over the years I laid them down night after night
Work eat sleep work eat sleep
Suffocating my delight
Until I was dragged into the light into the stillness
Into the white hot flame of my deepest fears
And as I came crashing through humbled and true
I was better than I'd been in years
If my choice is end or beginning
In my perception between death and life
I'll keep on with this message I'm sending
We may not know how or when
But don't you want to know why?