Sometimes I wonder why all the world's in motion. Is it predefined this constant state of change? Is it self-denial to speak out my feelings? Still my home is where the heart is - no one can take this away from me: this causeless peace.

Entangeled in blindness, surrounded by fear. The harsh reality, not even half of the truth. And though I know the pain, the bitter taste of frustration, there's something deep inside calling me, keep the floodgates wide for this causeless peace.

Some things so deep inside just keep the floodgates wide.

When I'm dismanteled, all my shelter is gone, there's no place to run to, just can't come up for air. So as I'm encircled, all my fears have come true, still my faith is unending, so glad I've got you.

Sometimes I wonder why all the world's in motion.