"One original thought is worth
A thousand mindless quotings"

One familiar spot is full
Of countless concepts floating

In and out and around again
And though each thought is fleeting

It takes a while to find my pen
And I find my mind repeating

hi. seems that
it's the shame

me as het ****:
"see this math"

the same ****
as this theme

I want to go home
I have no home
I'll find my home
Where the pines have grown
And sing alone
A lonesome tune
And sit on my throne
In the light of the Moon

A wise man once said,
"You can't wear pants made out of molten lead."

Solitary creature in the Wilderness
Scared of even those of your own Kind
Staying out of reach of those too Curious
Singing out at night your haunting Cry

Is there some great secret that you Know about
Try to keep the mystery you Must
Deep and sacred knowledge you would Show about
If only there were someone you could Trust

  Can I tame them? Should I try?
  Do they know the reason why
  I Felt as though my heart could break
  All for a common rose's sake

when Someone seems Unique in all the World to me
the Reason is the Time spent making Ties
for Only with the Heart can one the Truth perceive
Essential things are Hidden from the Eyes

  Have they tamed me? Did they try?
  Have they shown me the reason why
  I Felt as though my heart could break
  All for a common rose's sake

I Looked for wisdom but I found a Friend instead
Companionship I know was meant to Be
but Even so, all good things must soon Reach an End
my Dearest friend I will no longer See

  They have tamed me, them have I
  and Now I know the reason why
  I Felt as though my heart would break
  For Naught,
but my very own special Rose's sake

-for the Fox