Chessboards

We in our infancy, led down shining paths Shine, shine, shining paths, divine our disillusion Face our imperfections, I begin to wonder Onion peelings scattered, we've been crying crying Open our eyes and tears run down I open my eyes and tears run down I look through your mind and tears run down And under the skies and tears run down Look at our condition, stand on concrete dias Lovers frail and naked move like pawns on chessboards I had no idea, I had no conception Where have we all come from? Where are we all going? Open our eyes and tears run down I open my eyes and tears run down I look through your mind and tears run down And under the skies and tears run down All these changes we shall witness I will try to understand Share your grief and your confusion, compassion in us cries No divine intervention, only moves on black and white Great schemes, great schemes are also made of these Open our eyes and tears run down I open my eyes and tears run down I look through your mind and tears run down And under the skies and tears run down