part of 'world of hurt' by ilse de lange

Day one God smiled
gave us all the wisdom of a new born child
but by the time we take our first step
we've already begun to forget
what the heart knows the heart sees
we're just as much the forest as we are the trees
every little seed trying to find
where the light comes from
​

And it's a world of hurt
nothing works
it's a lonely little planet made of dust and dirt
who'd ever thinks that in de midst of all this
something as beautiful as love exists
and when I hold you and you hold me
heaven doesn't seem like such a mystery
darling in a world of hurt
you make me feel so good
​