This explanation is far less sweet and easy to swallow. nI can’t begin tonUnderstand what is exact.nYour answer is far too simplenTo a question that is far too complexnnEveryday I wakenThe sun shines down on my flawsnnYour faith is fearnMine is not lostnOnly found within myself.nFrom a distance my sight is bleaknAnd my friend’s kneesnThey grow callousednBut their passion does not seizenAnd our friendship, it succeedsnAnd our bound handsnThey bridge the gap... nnI can’t seenFar enoughnTo fill menWith the passionnYou feel for thisnI'm contentnI will live my life to the fullestnnAnd we strivento survivenwe can’t grasp the conceptnthat we will die.nWe throw stones at the beckoning hands nthat will one day wash us away; nwe shove them down our throats nwith water two times a day. nnBecause were surrounded by things that always die, we can’t comprehend anything infinite. That this world will carry on without us. But our resents will lift, our burdens will disappear, and our consciousness will fade. nnI can’t seenFar enoughnTo fill menWith the passionnYou feel for thisnI'm contentnI will live my life to the fullest