The moon wasted her beams for me on many a night
but this land has no place for lunacy!
Do you know how to live a human life,
different from that of dogs or a tree,
when you can neither pant for attention,
nor lust after the glorious pinnacle of the sun?
I believe to have come to seek and strive,
to know why we are what we are, to find
what we are deep down and see myself through
but not just me, I believe so have you!
I believe and I know that day will come
when the world shall persist and breathe as one,
perhaps not in my puny lifespan though
but I am not living at the wrong point of history,
by the light of my lunatic dreams I am halfway there
but not just me, I believe you are not too far behind!