My chances thrown upon a table like dice and
I'm taking one step back and one ahead to start again
As I need glasses when the writing is too small
I cannot read the big letters of poems written by
God... by God
The lives I'm living just by sitting on this train
the light upon a face that I may never see again
the words you said that I could never understand
I could not read the big letters of poems written by
God... by God
The grain of sand before the wind would blow it off my
hand... my hand
Read the stories on these walls
people's letters to the world
every soul and every word every truth nobody knows
your chances thrown upon a table like dice and
were you born in the right time on the right side of the world?
As I need glasses when the writing is too small
I'll never read the big letters of poems written by
By God... by God
The chances thrown upon a table like dice
I'll never read the big letters of poems written by God