Kenneth Schmidt Micro-macro
Way up there we're simple and small
Down here we're complex and tall
Belief is it all
What's right to one is wrong,
So I'll agree to get alone
Before we're all gone
Everyone's so blind
No one seems to mind
Nothing but time
We're living in a micro space
Traveling at a hectic pace
There's really no race
People die of hunger
But no one seems to wonder
What happens to them?
The world sounds get tougher
Well no one chooses to suffer
Somethings gone right
Everyone's so blind
No one seems to mind
Nothing but time
We're living in a micro space
Traveling at a hectic pace
There's really no race
It's time that we stood up
And got rid of the corruption
Because we had enough
They've turned us against each other
Everyone's scared of their brother
They disguised the fact that
We are all one and that
No one has to be blind
And everyone should mind
It's the perfect time
We're living in a macro space
We're traveling at a peaceful pace
The illusion was the race
