Better Than Them - Nason Lamb

Holy lamb See the world we started Is it so low again Like a light that's lost upon the stage So the more it shines, it goes away Surely then See the curtain rising to show us once again All the magic of the earth and the skies See the more we find The more we realise That every time See the laws of nature keep telling us like a friend It's the spirit of emotion dancing to the wind High above High above So sure inspired again I can tell a new story now Can we see through this mask of uncertainty Surely now How can it be so hard when all there is to know Don't be afraid of letting go It takes a loving heart To see and show This love For our own ecology Hold the light Hold the light Out of love we'll come a long long glorious way At the start of every day A child begins to play And all we need to know Is that the future is a friend of yours and mine

I had a dream that all of time was running dry And life was like a comet falling from the sky I woke so frightened in the dawning, oh, so clear How precious is the time we have here Are we not wise enough to give all we are Surely we're bright enough to outshine the stars But human kind gets so lost in finding its way But we have a chance to make a difference til our dying day And you might pray to God or say it's destiny But I think we're just hiding all that we can be Are we not wise enough to give all we are Surely we're bright enough to outshine the stars But human kind gets so lost in finding its way We have a chance to make a difference til our dying day All I'm really asking is, what are we doing here Are we just killing time just living year to year In this big world, no one else can play our part Ain't it time to just wake up and give it all Are we not wise enough to give all we are Surely we're bright enough to outshine the stars But human kind gets so lost in finding its way We have a chance to make a difference til our dying day We have a chance to make a difference till our dying day We have a chance to make a difference till our dying day