I think of human misery
of Daniel who couldn't muddle throu
I think of you
of your upward path of healing
I think, yes I do, I think
the hard way up you score
day after day
sometimes too weary
then you say it was easier
and tired, so tired
painfully I think
I think of human misery
of broken life
of early death
I think of the tempter
like a spider attracting his pray
working away, working away
I think, yes I do, I think
I hope that one day
it will all change
I hope dust becomes past
I wish it never was
