I´ve heard how some people, have said
That I´ve changed
That I´m not what I was
How it really is a shame
The thoughts in their heads

Manifest on their brow
Like bad scars from ill feelings
They themselves arouse
So hateful of anyone that is happy
Or ´free´
They live all their lives
Without looking to see

The light that has lighted the world

It´s funny how people, just won´t
Accept change
As if nature itself - they´d prefer re-arranged
So hard to move on
When you´re down in a hole
Where there´s so little chance
To experience soul
I´m grateful to anyone

That is happy or free
For giving me hope
While I´m looking to see

The light that has lighted the world