Religious Views:

It's the closer I get, when the harder I fall; I can't stop but to think, while I'm in the stall.
A new person comes, and a new person goes; It's life that goes on, wherever the river flows.
I spend time wondering, and fighting these forces of evil; learning how will I come, closer to upheaval.
It's the quiet time that's now, when I sit and just stare; wondering why you have come, and how do I care?
I care about the feelings, that all these people maintain; for I want to do them right, and not look at them in vain.
So I wonder to myself, as you are there listening; I want to be the one, there for the glistening.
It's the smiles that show, the happiness in time; but it's that which I wonder, if it's there just at the chime.
It's the sound of a bell, which can wake people up; but it's you who brings happiness, with the drink of a cup.
So what do I do, how do I be; for I know as it is, he rescued me.
The man on the stage, says to do it again; so I hold that dear, as I pursue this campaign.
It's the future that I look, as I go for change; and meet people of the world, as they see me as strange.
I push on forward, and not looking back; I strive to do right, and fight this attack.