i lay on my back thinkin' at the stars why i had to fight that many a wars i watch the birds as they are flyin' by always have wished bein' able to fly
i stay at pace wonderin' at the sky why does the ego urge to satisfy i hear those leaves whisperin' in the wind all the amount on the trees i have sinned
i may be restin' as if behind bars the dreams i have had but those nightmares why i feel cold as the pressure overwhelms it is i this world into depths has binned
for now my place is here beneath these elms this grave now to be my only of realms