why the like to be in another world if the world is beautiful enough? why the dread of time passing? finite versus infinity. random. like this wise song. somehow.

Through Heaven’s Eyes

a single thread in a tapestry
though its color brightly shines
can never see its purpose
in the pattern of the grand design

and the stone that sits up on the very top
of the mountain's mighty face
does it think that it's more important
than the stones that forms the base

so how can you see what your life is worth
or where your value lies
oh, you can never see through the eyes of man
you must look at your life (look at your life) through heaven's eyes

a lake of gold in the desert sand
is lesser than a cool fresh spring
and to one lost sheep, a shepard boy
is greater than the richest king

if a man lose everything he owns
has he truly lost his worth
or is it the beginning
of a new and brighter birth

so how do you measure the worth of a man
in wealth or strength or size
in how much he gained or how much he gave
the answer will come to him who try
to look at his life through heaven's eyes

lai-la-lai...through heaven's eyes
and that's why we share all we have with you
though there's little to be found
when all you've got is nothing
there's a lot to go around

no life can escape being blown about
by the winds of change and chance
and though you never know all the steps
you must learn to join the dance
you must learn to join the dance

lai-la-lai...through heaven's eyes...

so how do you judge a man is worth
by what he builds or buy

you can never see what you life is worth
till you look through heaven’s eyes

you’ve gotta look through heaven’s eyes.