It's oddly quiet in there today
Normally they're up wreaking havoc by now
Gears in full motion
What's really going on

What am I saying
Am I really questioning it
Who doesn't enjoy the inner stillness
That breath of fresh air

The wheels aren't constantly turning
Things that matter, those that don't
Cares and fears-all silent
The wheels aren't constantly turning

The rage, often wanting to burst
Quiet
Have the little people deserted me
Should I be worried


Happy