Rush, rush, into the bingo hall,
before your late, if you come to early you'll have to wait,
boards they do cost money, to much if you ask me, but that's the
( I fear no one except God, the only One) Walking through the boundaries of our soul....
We sometimes stumble and fall, crashing to the ground,
We look upon the shattered pieces that we once called our life. Reaching up again to stand.... we wobble,
In between the realm of everlasting peace, through the oracles of space and time