
"Courage is in the air in bracing whiffs
Better than all the stalemate an’s and ifs."
Throughout the timeless trial of thought
can we define what it is we've got
the buildings are built
and the people then wilt
like a flower without water
why do we even bother?
to construct a world such as ours
the endless roads filled with cars
Our soul and brain are clearly insane
if we can happily embrace the mundane
then we deserve the world we get
and we have no place to talk shit
for iff courage and imagination don't dominate
then forever shall we feel fear, despair, hate
As the coward dies many times before his death
So the brave live life in every single breath
if we're ever to pull ourselves out of this abyss
and build a world of transcendant bliss
we need to shed the lies that cloud our eyes
must be prepared to raid and raze
all the aspects of this malaise phase
I probably wouldn't want to live another day
unless i thought we're going to find a way
for me i can only handle the matter
with copious amounts of laughter











