When you're lying down to try to rest
When the world seems the same but strange
It goes in circles for a time
When the most had waves of stress
Less of fire or fury


Winds of the crickets resound the laughter but quiet the heart to a way of life that feels grander than the normal strife


Quickly we go over to a different side
Quietly we feel the same
Lively we stand for strength and
Lonely we rest for ease.