the order of things

Just because it can't be seen it all still can change The town the bankers nose dived the high street left to waste Blessed is the heart that's never caught standing still Blessed is the heart that's keeps giving when the head lacks the will For every first born scream There's a whisper that dies It's the order of things It's the passing of time We're all planted seeds then bones in the ground You come and go with nothing Enter and leave not knowing how Just because it's now doesn't mean it's a certainty The roof above your head to the cardboard bed in the street Hope will try and fan the meekest the faintest of flames Hope is all you have when your on your knees losing the game For every first born scream There's a whisper that dies It's the order of things It's the passing of time We're all planted seeds then bones in the ground You'll come and go with nothing Enter and leave not knowing How Not knowing How Not knowing How Not knowing how Do you see your fragments of dust against the presence of time Do you feel it now will you feel it down the line The love we must try to fill up in our hearts Is a power shared to give light wherever there is dark