This is the swiftly tilting planet Where perfect vision may not offer the correct point of view A place where right angles may not produce the correct geometry A discerning eye is better than a critical mind We are quiet like bids With swiftly tilting minds And wings that are made of humility We are quiet like birds With secrets like bu*terflies And we can only fly if we use our wings Bridges are built to get us from where we are to where we are going In order for them to be built in a decent fashion We need to believe in where we are In where we came from, and where we are going By far, a humble heart beats a full stomach Our Lives are bridges We all build bridges How big is a rainbow? How big is a smile? & can you tell me which weighs more? Are you scared of what's in your head, or the world outside of it? We can all fly if we'd just believe