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Look upward toward the skyward ceiling

Is it Heaven or just a kite on a string

That we fight to climb ‘til we fall and drown

A one sided ladder lacking steps

It’s plain to see

Without knots we end with one foot still on the ground



Too bad that we are so small

So fragile

Too bad no one hears us when we call

So inaudible

How can they except us all to believe

So hypocritical of them



Now I know no one can tell me all is known

I’m not content like most in following the road

One that’s pre-prepared is predisposed

To fall into the position of being all alone

But aren’t we all



Too bad that we are so small

So fragile

Too bad no one hears us when we call

So inaudible

How can they except us all to believe

So hypocritical of them



I’ve heard them say all is not what all may seem

I tend to disagree

I’ve heard them say all is not what all may seem

To a bigot, even that’s bigotry



Too bad that we are so small

So fragile

Too bad no one hears us when we call

So inaudible

How can they except us all to believe

So hypocritical of them