Lyrics

Oh, please, please, don’t make waves,
For these moments of freedom are slipping away.
Another day: compromised and sickened by the pain.
Please, please, make it go away.

Move stealthily with cat steps.
Watch out…not to slip-up.
Else laired in…torn down…
To be left with dread.

Stressed-out, with no time to be pensive
About survival and what’s happening here.
’Round ’n ’round ’n ’round:
This cyclic lament.