of seeing what's here

sitting on the wonder chair
tired of playing fair
have we reach that far
becoming less than who we are

once in a while we stand still
waved away brave men set sail
in time is there time to prevail
what's good and needed to exhale

do we know how to see?
i desperately needed to be
one who knows that its here
dont you wanna join me,and feel
what's real in this journey

do you mind being the one
to tell me that its this season
that i had conquered and won
later its ok to let little things be gone

if the sun will keep on shining
i understand its not yet the ending
but will we ever appreciate the living
comes the end whats left is this yearning

do we know how to see?
i desperately needed to be
one who knows that its here
dont you wanna join me,and feel
what's real in this journey

how lovely this words play
dreams that never meant to astray
setting the sail back to the way
come what may...