What a simple mess these words can be, are they real or just a breeze I walk a mile and run for three but then its all over and history Crazy is the world and crazy is me but none is so lazy as this simple plee Hush all the noise listen and see, that my one wish is this and you to be free Why all the fuss and rush and such, when all I want is my destiny Cant we be still silent and ponder, what it all means to quietly wonder Stumble we fall but soon and not far its only a quest of our serenity Humble we are to travel this far to find its a journey for our sanity Pleased to be back its not done just yet, for theres still that long flight in the sky Heaven bound I sit in the clouds and find its been a hell of a ride.