My vision is in mind and too fly to fall

it represents man's innocence and evil and all

their turmoil, their death, and even their pain

and that spot on their soul that's so easy to stain.

For the roads they've taken, and the hearts that they break

My vision only senses first love, then hate.

Is that a tear on their spirit, or is that just their mind

Cause now I'm sensing regret from all of mankind.

Though they shouldn't feel bad because I sense things new,

their vision apologizes for the things that they do.

It leaves with a grin, before saying goodbye,

but it wasn't my vision that made their vision cry.

Though before their vision left, I sensed plenty of sin,

more than enough to know my vision would win.