The Other Side

He sits by a window staring down each night

Seeing heaven as if it reached from the neighbor's light

Dreaming of a place where the green grass never grows old

He lives as if in a story thats to never be told

The voices in his head never seems to get in

He hold back his tears that seems to crawl within

No one really knows how much longer he will fight

No one really knows what will happen after the night

He inced told me that generosity comes from deep inside

No matter what else happens, our feelings are bound to collide

He also told me to wash away from our sin greed

Always live with sympathy and we will be freed