What a Place, My Friend!


What a place, my friend, this can be
Even a moment’s peace is hard to see
Searching so earnestly, for those we love
In this life, so serious, like it’s devoid of fun

Everyone is afraid to be misunderstood
Like every veil hides a face, stone-like wood
Behind every sturdy resolve, hear a beating heart
In the shadow of fear, see the soul torn apart

Take a look at life’s disposition, oh Sun
Forced to think of itself as a moth, each and every one