The ones were here to be free
The opening horizon of the day
If this is the end then how will it be

There is buzzing likke the bee
it is like looking on the shore of a bay
If this is the end then how will it be

The growing time moves just like the tree
things were happening making it gray
The ones were here to be free

With faslling skies lies my glee
just like your mind when you have lost what to say
If this is the end then how will it be

So hear I stand but I can't see
hear i am needing to pray
The ones were here to be free
if this the end then how will it be