It’s hard to understand what happens to me I always run around quite blind to see I couldn’t find a way I'm working on this everyday What a mystery! Why do most of us insist on disbelieving Regardless of being thirst for meanings We’re unwilling to say that They’ve gotta be out there somewhere I can be anything but crazy You know! There’re footprints in the skies They don’t believe But they are among us They are among us They are among us