Is there a distance?
Is there a dream?
Is there a state of mind
A way to find
Why things are never
What they seem?
And is there a vision?
At dawn, a gentle call?
Then rest here in wonder, children
For God loves us all
Though there is darkness
And paralyzing doubt
Sometimes in the midnight hour
Joy keeps flowing out
And there's just no stopping
The way I truly feel
But she is gone, and he is gone
And nothing is for real
Then hide here in the shelter, children
For the devil's at the wheel
So I stumble blindly
Through the crooked gray
All my thoughts are scattered
Like the words I say
"O nobody knows me
And really what's a self?
Que sera sera I guess
Only time will tell"
Still we spin so freely
On this beautiful blue-green ball
Then rest here in wonder, children
The good Lord loves us all