The sky and the sea so very blue
i'm looking up to find a clue
the riddle is floating constantly above
while we want to know love
our acceptance prevents us from the truth
we will forever live in an isolation booth
as the toth fairy leaves a quarter
the seasons never cease to alter
and the little child wears a smile
while countries destroy every mile
all the layers slowly disolve
the clock of life stops to evlove
we live by hours
minutes, day, and night
inside a picture frame that gives us delight
what happends when the mask falls
mother nature to us calls
should we stop living inside a frame
stop throwing away the blame