Who are my neighbors
the government lives next door
freedom of info

Running with the sun
into many moonlit nights
a world between us

Love is in the tears that clouds cry from time to time, soaked up by the earth, who then grows green vines, and from those vines, food to help us survive, so drink it all in since it is sublime
and be thankful for the clouds that cry for you, as they pass by, from time to time

Wake up from a dream
into a nightmarish world
that noone controls

How many more years
with nothing but war and fear
evolution failed

Who's going to rescue
all of you from your free will
just the mortician

People buy into
the illusion of money
which is worth nothing