Disciple

All I see inside is a longing for something that's outside
This understanding of the sun breaking open
And it shines over me, shines over me
I can see the order in the way
That the oceans rise and roll out again
I can see the order in the way
That the flowers die to bloom again
And I know that there is Something out there
Watching everything
I know there's Something out there
Even if I can't see