Sitting here by candlelight, the night is dark, the fire is bright And no one else can hear me on this Earth The breeze is cool the air is sweet a perfect place for my retreat no place else I’d rather be my life is flashing by can’t keep it all in one piece for me the drive is gone no future ahead of me memories both good and bad, and some I wish I never had some which I would kill to live again traveled far, I’ve traveled near, know people there and people here and some they slip away You say I’ve lived the life, but I sat by, did nothing at all You say I’m in the right, but am I if there is still wrong? many people walking by I thought that they weren’t worth a try but all it would’ve taken was approval their faces gleamed with hope, yet pain, for all they got was my disdain with all of this I offered no solutions I can recall them now, eager, young but confused I speak regrets, for had I been fairer, they might have improved

Manfred: Get inside and please stay a while as I change the subject to a far more plausible cause, take in my thoughts on rights and laws Remember that to find your way, you must follow the ways of these elders people who have set the standards long before this day they showed that they were meant to lead the way and those today with power like abusing those who feel a different way Disagree? You just fail to see the light, you think your crazed ideas have any value at all, they make us laugh until we fall remember that you’re wasting time, and then you’ll miss the call You’ll be stuck as years from now you’re working at a trade and day to day you’ll always do the same, again you’ll envy us with collars white, the bright successful men Student: All these days pass by I never seem to want to try, Not being partial to the stiff and brittle life And I am different from you That’s alright, ideas are new Innovation always moves us forward to a Better peace of mind, existence moved in time, why? And more days pass by Am I living a lie? Not being partial to the stiff and brittle life And I like working at a trade I can contribute either way But even though I’m feeling right, seeds of doubt just seem to Rise in my mind, it happens all the time, why?

Faded signs upon the roadway As I make my way today Feeling tired, feeling anxious and Wanting more than just my pay Is my life not more than money? Could you take it all away? There are people with more of this With their lives in disarray Can they feel anything without guilt for their finances And they throw emotions down the drain To clog it up again Why this suppression of feelings There are people who think only love is the answer Don’t let them tell you that you have no right to concern My profession deals with building And I think it lends a hand Is my job known as substantial? Because I do the best I can I pass the children in the playground Singing songs of the unknown Thoughts simplistic, but effective Not of status and their tone I remember when I was younger The days were filled with laughter And small petty problems could put me up in arms I know how good I had it But I failed to appreciate it Didn’t realize as I pushed right forward I’d want to go back That’s when I cry when I see you there Die when I see your desperate eyes Why can’t I see you In a place where nothing else matters, but what we Feel inside our minds when we’re There we look out for each other Why your desperate eyes Can’t we continue, there must be a way Can’t we see anything Won’t we try to watch the sky once in a while Think maybe there’s a way other than one Can’t we be anything Won’t we try to listen to what’s on the inside Look on the outside and bring it into view

Clouds have moved to cover all my sunny afternoons I chose to speak but said the words too soon And all my fears came into focus, bringing me to shut my mouth again All these years, neglect, betrayal, kicked me till I struggled for to stand I feel fragile, worn, and tired, there’s no other way I can feel satisfied with living my life in this world I swear I slept the day away to wake up in the night Cause morning makes them happier again Shrouded by the veil of darkness, I can feel some sunlight once again Cause summer days have turned to winter, breaking every glimpse known of conformity I need myself and only me I break away Through all my efforts, my search for fresh water, I have been beaten, hanged, drawn, and quartered Stripped of my patience by people who loved me Dragged through the mud and offered no other Options to feel wanted again Lost all control, numbered for strength to go on Days and weeks pass by with nothing changing here at all And for you I think it’s quite the same People sitting idly by with faces blank like canvases unused Looking at those photographs of people who could never be the same as them they take it out on someone different and they think that they’re the model of the land Back towards my hideaway with items dull, a large array, that calm the masses with their smiles, just knowing that they set the model they can comprehend

Manfred: Open up the doors, but only let people in who share my thoughts and comments those who know just how to remember Those who feel right at home with me and you, over there, do you care? You are not reading through the book You must be dense, and therefore worthless you’ll be wasting time, for years and years, you might find that you’re gone please remember all these things I say cause you can’t make it any other way the words you have infallible and strong Master them and you’ll never go wrong And you, over there the challenged few Computers are a path with all dead ends you should just give up, before you fail cause you’ll be wasting time, for years and years, you might find out that you’re gone Student: hey you! What do you know? with only one subject how far can you go? who says, things are set in stone they come and go, you’ll never know hey you! What do you know? this is just worthless, I guess I should go From now on, I’ll go it alone I’ll Come and go, you’ll never know Manfred: GET OUT!