The Universe (The World)

THE UNIVERSE (THE WORLD) - Written by Carroll Bryant

The blue ball keeps spinning

Father time keeps grinning

Nobody is winning

As the hands on the face

That keeps ticking away

Corrodes 

We build our own destruction

On the edge of our new beginnings

Slowly raping the seeds of love 

To us that was given

While knowledge releases power

Our time continues

Counting down the seconds 

Not the hours

The world clings to a universe that refutes them

We cling to its hope and promise

Our potential makes it worse

With trees we carry in our hands

And faces that will never breathe again

We will never see them again

The blue ball keeps spinning

The marble

Father time is still grinning

He's crazy

Mother Nature cries

Her children never die

They live on in the underworld 

Of the blue ball

The marble

Keeps spinning