Inside there's no completeness He walks alone, unpaid, accruing His inner-strength and eternal weakness Are lonely Blazing eyes defy the darkness Reflecting flames of his undoing Convinced the burning hopes mark his uniqueness, Symmetry Yes today's not yesterday, But he lives it anyway Holding onto smoke that burns his hands The temple in a music box, Pastor vaudevillian locks Preaches to the ever-shifting sand Inside the child is happy He has the snow... Unseen the child is happy He just don't show, He cannot go... His eyes inside Seeing the wiser world beyond this man He cannot be denied Even by this gypsy caravan Never alone, The child revives Never outgrown, By other lives Communion One through two can get to Heaven The child's beyond the Armageddon One through two can get to Heaven Let the child become your amen *With thanks to the inspiration of the infinitely superior work which can be found here* : http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qNLmXyxrXBA