Given all that fills our minds throughout the daily grind,
Takes away our need for freedom the day has passed again,
And all at once we are growing old the time we never find,
Behold the sunset that starts the day waking the world anew,
Then we open our eyes in comes the world our minds awash with matter nots and all it does is few,
Can we ever find the will to be free from all the trinkets and treasures,
And take in the world before we lose our hearts and minds both in equal measures.