The sound of the waves
The sound of the wind
The confusing freedom that was gave
One can only wander with a healthy mind
All who is blind to see the peak
Are chained down heavy
They can hope to finally catch a peek
Even if things end messy
All of nature speaks yet we are silent
The seasons change but we’re stalling
We evade the truth as a diet
As it seems, humanity keeps on falling
With the truth we are set free
Maybe one day we’ll rejoice in glee