In The Plan

Someone is speaking of time now to gain
A voice crying me I am bound
Life is undying, yet somebody needs
the season declares its own sounds
Encircling my mind
these words that I find
Tell me why
Tell me what shall I speak
What shall be defined?

Now as the waters of morning shall fall
The wind is set free to demand
an orbit of distance, conclusive of all
To know there is space to expand
These things that I see
These things that are me
Tell me why
Tell me where do I fit in the plan.

Someone is speaking of time now to gain
A voice crying me I am bound
Life is undying, yet somebody needs
the season declares its own sounds
These things that I see
These things that are me
Tell me why
Tell me where do I fit in the plan.