SONG TO

Do you always forget the rice?
Do you often forget to race?
What's in your paradise?
Is there room for the Human Race?

Secluded?
Do you feel persecuted?
Well, I guess it doesn't matter.
You're not as seen as you imagine.

There are other people.
There's Art.
and there's crime.

You don't need to be worried
just to feel alive.

You can breath.
You can touch.
You can this.
You can that.

You can dream.
And that's where it's at.