From Where I Sit

From where I sit, it’s simple

From where I sit, it’s clear

Some people search for reasons

While others live in fear

Some people look for answers

While some avoid the task

Afraid of what they may find out

They never dare to ask

Some people dream of mansions

Some people live for gold

While others dream of peace and things

That can’t be bought or sold

From where I sit, I have to smile

From where I sit, I cry

For all the beauty I have lost

And never knowing why

From where I sit, what matters

May matter just to me

But the view from where I’m sitting now

Is all that I can see

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