to belong to something more in their lives people try to convince themselves they are the seed send out vines across time don t they see they are only the leaves and every part of them belongs to everything just a thought never given a name they are blessed to fall and rest just a part of the vast forest floor with no future and no past never wanting for anything more and every part of them belongs to everything just a thought never given a name to belong to something more though the light may fall on you you were meant to pass it through handing on your strength and all you hold