life is a mirage, it fools you like the moon - it seems so close when it is far far away; i hanker after the unknown, seek the unseen; its a mad mad race - this journey, a wild goose chase; love not, love not ye' heart - give not, give not; cuz your world giveth u no food, no sleep - 'tis no good, these gashes so deep; you know you are dust like everyone else, you cometh from dust and it makes no sense; no sense to dream, no sense to smile - no sense to run mile after mile; but i am a stone - stubborn and strong, i heed not words whether wise or wrong; i love, i give, i trust, i smile, you laugh at me yet i run mile after mile; in your world they call me a fool, they call me insane, they call me names, they call me a shame; yes, i stay foolish, i stay hungry, yes, i stay insane - i don't need your world; "to sleep perchance to dream - aye, there's the rub", it was a great bard - a bard in your world; yes, i sleep: yes, i dream, i sleep to dream and dream to sleep (in peace)...