In a world that may seem so alien,
To someone from another time.
Do you ever wonder how we carry on?

Perhaps its hope that helps us through,
Perhaps it’s love,
Perhaps it’s some instinct that hasn’t yet a name.
Perhaps it’s because, we get used to it all,
And cease to wonder.

In a world that may be deemed alien,
By someone from another time.
Do you ever wonder how we carry on?

Perhaps its hope, love,
or some instinct that hasn’t yet a name,
Perhaps the world just seems alien,
But its the same story, in a different time.

Perhaps we carry on,
Because we accept it all,
And simply cease to wonder.

Samvith