I see a thousand worlds in the window
Of a train as it passes me by
Each one plugged into an orbit
Their own pain, their own lullaby
Isn't it wild to be sharing this moment
The same very thimble of time
Isn't it wild that we each hold an ocean
Yet fail to fathom other tides
Down at the edge of the water
A mother weeps on the shore
How can we study the wounds of our history
And still send our children to war
Isn't it wild to be sharing this moment
The same very thimble of time
Isn't it wild to be living when love is
Endangered, denied
Isn't it wild to be sharing this moment
The same very thimble of time
Isn't it wild that we each hold an ocean
Yet fail to fathom other tides
A child with hands in the soil
Wakes without question and grows
Truth is a hope to hold onto
And where it blooms we will go
