At night, the soul comes out alive
Cool air, a breeze away
from the sun’s restless ways
Free to roam all alone
Wrapped round the stars
Waiting on nothing but patience
Interrupted by these vices
Familiar faces, accustomed smiles
Take what you need
This valley goes down deep
Take what you need
The world’s falling apart
Take what you need
But remember you can stop
Flee! away from this rat race
Awakened from behemoth dreams
Blurry trips and broken shields
Haunted, running
A race full of tremor sounds
Hearts audibles and cricket interludes
Awakened from this space
Jungle man and predator eyes
Hunting, hunted
A relief confirmed by my blood and sweat
SIMPLE WORLD 