Goodbyes are brutal, there’s nothin’ worse.
You know what I mean, chapter and verse.
We think we know what our lives should bring,
But we don’t have a grasp on the real…
Scheme of things.
So all the monsters are back under your bed,
But you still have the memories runnin’ through your head.
You have the power to stop that ring,
When you get a grasp on the…
Scheme of things.
When you look up at the stars and stand in awe,
How did this happen without the Hand of God?
Then the sun starts to come up and the stars disappear.
What keeps the earth hangin’ here?
Now I see through a glass, real dark.
But then face to face, I know in part.
I shall know even as I am knowing
‘cause I’ve got a grasp on the…
Scheme of things.

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