the riddle

Take it or leave it, the current will come and go It's perfect in passing, beleaguered by ebb and flow We're just sitting in between past and future memories No fussing can amend your means We're equally under the sky and above the sea Knowledge and power, the diamonds that catch your eye But kicking and screaming is no way to live your life It's trying our best to see Pascal in the falling leaves Our Eden in the summer breeze, and If heaven is patient then she'll wait for you and me Death is the riddle that beckoned your mind to doubt But he'd be forgiven if he would forget you now Don't you find it awful strange, living for survival's sake And dying to escape the end It's an animal's game we're supposed to be better than You curse the sun like it spins just to fold your skin Shaking your fist at the grandfather's winding hand But there's no point in holding on tightly to the moment It's the movement that we're living in And if time were to stop, then I'm sure you would stop with it Some whisper secrets and tiptoe within the dark And some paint their flags with the oil of their bleeding hearts But okay, friend it's still okay; neither one is listening Their freedom is hypocrisy If neither considers the possibilities