What is a man here to do but get lost? Help him find someone, help him find himself.
It’s great for those who see their purpose.
There are no excuses but only reasons.
So sad are those who question. They’re as countless as the stars in the sand.
Only people are lonely. Bridges or walls, which has more?
People walk the streets thinking too much.
Happy are those who don’t have to.
Good are those whose lives are laid out for them.
But then, it’s how we see the milk in the glass. Throw away the negativity, give me my destiny.
