When the stillness of silence looks eternal
A melody of truth will come playing in
Amidst the silent cries of your shattered world
There will be a moment that will beam the truth

“As the fairness of grey reveals the purity of age
The mind need be fresh with the innocence of life”

The mind; a child to the man who bears it
Will always try to grow up to the world
Don’t let it grow for there is never an end
Let it be unlearned and untamed as ever

The world will grow bigger and mean in time
And you will never be able to catch up to it
So instead of getting lost in its crowded streets
Your untaught mind, can show you the way

And when your body gets aged to perfection
Awaiting life’s final barbeque
You will have a mind so bright and original
That will be unscathed in the scorching heat