It is better to be alone, yeah,
Than engage in social stress-
Your presence is a nuisance
To the silent mind I thirst for.
People themselves are caves
Formed by mischievous stone
In a world where we lazy,
Not to pursue the great ideal..
Tomorrow we steal a stack-
Eh, pennies of corrupted cash.
A desire to spend eternity
Smoldering in the sunshine.
"People themselves are caves/
"People themselves are caves/ formed by mischievous stone." So much in those lines. I'd say you still got it!
it's always there.. like
it's always there..
like the sun behind a fleecy passing cloud