One man gathers what another man spills

...if you get confused, just listen to the music play.

Perhaps people don't come into their true maturity until a parent dies.

Crippled but free, I was blind all the time I was learning to see.

When I was just a little young boy, Papa said Son, you'll never get far, I'll tell you the reason if you want to know, 'cause child of mine, there isn't really very far to go.

Wake up to find out that you are the eyes of the world, but the heart has its beaches, its homeland, and thoughts of its own. Wake now, discover that you are the song that the morning brings, but the heart has its seasons its evenings, and songs of its own

Comes a Time when the blind man takes your hand says DON'T YOU SEE?