Beams of light guide our eyes

So much potential in the light

Rays spent to make flowers grow

Flowers that leave their day sold

Man was given a path of gold

We bit the fruit that brought the fire

Sold by temptation and evil desire

God gave the bridge and we cut the wire

Blind our mind with small pills

Dark the skies with metal shells

Cast them out for their look

Keep our sins in the nook

We waste the days the sun has given

Blame the sky when smiles are missing

Torch the bridge that for us was made

Leave it to man to dig their graves