Night falls on still water; The moon sleeps in the lake, the birds fold their plumages, And all things are at rest, Lost in their silence. I am still awake With a whirlpool in the mind, But soon I will sleep. Silence is nothing but peace.
Why attempt to claim the moral high ground When your pathetic argument holds no sway Why march to war with the rebel bound In the uncommon disposition of yesterday Why hold pretentious personality When acceptance is based on adaptation A pyramid scheme brings fatality To your pseudo-martyr nation Unwarranted non cooperation With the voices of the future Speak without brainwashed sedation And unravel your poisoned sutures Your self proclaimed image of authority Is unwanted within the confines of freedom You back a mentality of all encompassing conformities When the generation of today can't see them Your hubris lacks the willingness to act Yet you call yourself Ole-Times-Hardened And the simple depressing fact Is that your ignorance cannot be pardoned Leave while you hold a handful of passion Before it is lost in the folds of time Because dignity with age is not everlasting You are but another one track mind Whether or not you care to move forward The world turns on an invisible axis There is always a new world order And living life requires emotional taxes So be willing to express and voice opinions wholly But like many lost souls before you say Wander unknown territories carefully Because the past is lost with today