They stand alone
In a world of uselessness
Sitting on the shelf
Or behind a book
Maybe hiding near the lawnmower
In a tool box perhaps
Everywhere and nowhere
Omnipresent
Healing the world
The world knoweth not
Bandaging wounds of the soul
Releasing aching hopes and dreams
Into the sun free atmosphere
Delving into the depths
Of complexity
Making all things simple
All things known
In a world of uselessness
Sitting on the shelf
Or behind a book
Maybe hiding near the lawnmower
In a tool box perhaps
Everywhere and nowhere
Omnipresent
Healing the world
The world knoweth not
Bandaging wounds of the soul
Releasing aching hopes and dreams
Into the sun free atmosphere
Delving into the depths
Of complexity
Making all things simple
All things known
