The spiders web grows
Silver strands linked together...

Do we stand at the foot of a mountain
Seemingly craving defeat...

More confident
More mature...

In this century of unprecedented change
What have we accomplished...

To look forward
Such a brave face...

A law upon ourselves
A world apart...

A spiritual feeling, uplifting, all revealing, awe...
Gather myself here, a mind coming from chaos...

I stare out
And survey this madness...

If you were a piece of fruint
What fruit would you be...

Tomorrows always changing
We never know what to expect...

Look back – you can only see...
Can you see yourself in the mirror...

Rain on the otherside of the window
As the boredom takes over...