Mellow your sounds
Muffle your shouts
If you ever get found
Flatter your crowd
Failed personal growth
Flunked self acceptance
Diluted in disillusion
You're close to the ground
Here's the real pure beauty
We can start working on
Fling all your darkened diamonds
Your break has come
Don't you ever reach out
In the line of duty
To all the other humans
That only silence surrounds
Here's the real pure beauty
We can start working on
In the lost and worn out peace
Your break has come
