do we forget those who offer humanity
the abundance is left
to set a model
for those who quest in captivity
there's never a mode for normal
never a road to that calls their name
yet the things of this earth bring them to fame
set in the record books
all for being a relatable consequence
but those who slip under the radar
have all the more to live for
lighter than those set in stone
delightfully looking at the world without scrutiny

 
theres a gurgle starting to boil. you think I can make it?
a new world will soon be under my feet.