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