One More Of Me

Now that the day has come
 I see myself as everyone
 I am whats all around me No, nothing it just cannot be Feeling has come from the sun
 Like most everything and everyone
 What seems lost is free from the force that slowly destroys us
 And kills all matter off
 Well, we dont control the chance that plays with us
 And we get existence back by hurting others
 And when we go the other way its ourselves we hurt
 But who pushes on though eventually will see
 Every moments first
 Every moment is first
 Whats gone will never come back
 But it exists when you think of it 
And what is anything, anyway
 But a series of things running through your brain
 All of the fucked things you do
 Are the product of whats happened to you
 Whatever you create from love 
Is a gift from the place which some call above
 Theres only the forces of hate and love
 One breaks things down and one builds them up.