When temperance ceases
From conflicts and lesions
Times cynical teacher
Revolves in confusion
Friction increases, as two worlds collide
The sensible virtues from chaos subside
Occurring in cycles
Life's aesthetic preacher
Survives in the riddles
Provided by seekers
Friction increases, as two worlds collide
The sensible virtues from chaos subside
Maybe I'm a rich man, and don't know what I like
Maybe I'm a poor man with everything in life
Some say there's a reason, hidden in the rhyme
So I'll take my chances, and I will take my time
From now he is sleeping
Protected by ego
But time may arouse him
And he must let his shields go
Friction increases, as two worlds collide
The sensible virtues from chaos subside