(Intro) (Soft, contemplative music begins, perhaps a gentle piano or acoustic guitar) (Verse 1) Is this all that life is about? We grow, we hurt, we survive We love, we win, we live And then life continues on its own Over and over again, it goes on (Chorus) Oh, the endless cycle, the ebb and flow Searching for meaning, where do we go? Beyond the surface, what's truly profound? In this journey of life, on hallowed ground. (Verse 2) I know what I am, a spirit unbound Out of this body, I travel around I roam anywhere, everywhere, far and wide But then I ask myself, with nothing to hide: Are there any more to see, to discover anew? I seek some answers, honest and true. (Refrain) Out of this body, I roam, I roam Searching for answers, finding my home. (Chorus) Oh, the endless cycle, the ebb and flow Searching for meaning, where do we go? Beyond the surface, what's truly profound? In this journey of life, on hallowed ground. (Bridge) Then out of my body, I roamed, with a quest in soul I looked at things I'd need, to make myself whole To remember once I was back, from this ethereal flight I was in this magnificent store, bathed in soft light. I picked up a ball, felt its weight in my hand And looked at the label, trying to understand I expected to read, "Made in China," a familiar decree But to my surprise, it wrote, for all eyes to see: (Outro) (Music swells slightly, then fades slowly with a sense of wonder) Made in Earth... yes, Made in Earth. From the dust we rise, to the stars we reach. A simple truth, a profound speech. Made in Earth... (Music fades to silence)
