Will I live long enough to figure it out? Will it resemble the future? Will it be a peaceful existence? Or will it be a fall -out shelter How rough is rough? I don't see it! Life is love! I believe what is in my heart and spirit Before I believe fear suggests fear! Or is it our imagination? Or our level of trust? Is it beyond our self? What we trust in What we think is love? Is the knowledge beyond our reach? Or is it beyond our existence? Beyond the skys above Beneath the setting sun Below the earth surface As hot as a fired gun!