I look at the sun and wonder
“How are you this, Beautiful?”
I didn’t know that there was life here
In the shadows, where everything moved at its pace
The thought of noise, now
Give me another choice
Something that suits my needs
A lonely world in a crowded block, is.
No longer a cup of tea I want to take
I’m going for coffee
Not all tea, all tea, all the time
You see, I want an alternative sound
Must everything be like what they say?