It’s hard to understand what happens to me  I always run around quite blind to see I couldn’t find a way  I’m working on this everyday  What a mystery! Why do most of us insist on disbelieving  Regardless of being thirst for meanings We’re unwilling to say that  They’ve gotta be out there somewhere I can be anything but crazy  You know! There’re footprints in the skies  They don’t believe  But they are among us They are among us They are among us