There were once some people who all saw their lives like empty boxes
They looked around the world collecting up the things they liked
They filled their lives in boxes with the goodies that they gathered
And they all felt in control, content and they all felt all right

They climbed inside their boxes, they settled with their trinkets
They neither looked nor learnt much more and closed their lids up tight
Once they fastened up their boxes they smiled there inside
And they all thought in their darkness that the world was clear and bright

But the world is not a box,
There's no lid, no doors, no cardboard flaps or locks.
And everything in nature from the clouds to the rocks
Is a piece of the puzzle of the purpose of man;
It's the piece of the peace of Islam

Along came a wandering wise man whispering such words of truth,
Who stumbled on these boxes so separate side by side
He knocked upon the first one saying,
"Please come out and feel the day"
An answer came from deep within,
"Your not of us please go away"

He approached the second box and tapped thrice on the lid, saying,
"Peace to you inside, shall I show you a new way?"
Someone peaked out from a crack and said,
"You may just have a point, but it's so comfy in my box, in my box here I will stay."

But the world is not a box,
There's no lid, no doors, no cardboard flaps or locks.
And everything in nature from the clouds to the rocks
Is a piece of the puzzle of the purpose of man;
It's the piece of the peace of Islam

He stood before the final box; a hiding face peaked out to him,
And much to his surprise he said,
"I recognize those eyes"
"I see you and you see me, why not come out and be free?
Faith and flowers wilt and die if they are hidden from the sky."

Cuz the world is not a box,
There's no lid, no doors, no cardboard flaps or locks.
And everything in nature from the clouds to the rocks
Is a piece of the puzzle of the purpose of man;
It's the piece of the peace of Islam

Now centuries lie between all the prophets and you and I
Civilizations are born and die each and every day
We see good and bad and happy sad
And mad mistakes we wish we hadn't made in our attempt to try and live up to their way.

But if we hide ourselves away, afraid to grow and learn,
We might wake up in the flames of the ignorance that burns
And we'll never be much more than only casualties of war
In a struggle we can't win if we have no faith to begin.
We've got to tip the lid and let some sunlight in.

Cuz the world is not a box,
There's no lid, no doors, no cardboard flaps or locks.
And everything in nature from the clouds to the rocks
Is a piece of the puzzle of the purpose of man;
It's the piece of the peace of Islam

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