Phillips
When your world around you crumbles
And you know you're going mad
And everyone around you
Tries to say it's not so bad
But your eyes are seeing clearly
What your mind cannot accept
And the visions start to plague you
Once again
The visions of the future
The delusions you have felt
And the soul destroying sorrow
That has split your heart acleft
And there's no one left to turn to
And there's no one left to hold
And there's no one left to love
That includes yourself
So you go out to the basics
To the wind or the sea or the sky
And you've got the strength and you sense the love
But you don't know the reason why
And you torture yourself silly
With your head held in your hands
And you make some sort of peace
That lasts awhile
But by God there's an answer
And it rests inside us all
If we take the time to suffer
Through the endless painful call
For life consists of suffering
And life is made of pain
And if you do not know what happiness is
It's moments
The moments of a feeling
The moments of a glance
The moments that we try to hold
In our hearts and in our hands
And the moments made by anger
And the moments made by awe
But The moments made of wonder
Count the most
So you have your choice of living
And you have your choice of d**h
And you have your choice of love or hate, but it's you the makes the rest
And you have your sphere of being
In the circle of your lives
And I know that you will find your ways
To peace
To peace
To peace
To peace