The untrodden path
has a Starbucks within
you crawl on the ground
and so does my skin

It had trees, I remember
in days after lore
it had flowers and meadows
the good days before

Those days are a myth
they are but in your head
your mind is in shambles
you forgot you are dead

The untrodden path
is now on TV
revolution of none
in your market IV

It's not even the end
that should be our luck
it is just one more day
you are nothing but stuck

Wake up they all shout
before it's too late
but the truth to behold
is that this is your fate

A pawn in the game
you invented today
a speckle of dust
in the role that you play

Speak nothing of it
do not even moan
no reason to doubt it
you are always alone

Alone with each other
you are born and you die
not a star left to shine
in the mindless black sky

But rejoice while you can
it costs but a dime
poor son of man
a musical mime

Rejoice while you can
no choice in your hand
your will but a trifle
and you don’t understand
is it coming or going
or moving around
no plan and no secret
can avoid the cold ground

Seek nothing at all
It's not worth anyhow
It’s the moment that fleets
The life of a cow

Seek nothing at all
you will tire and die
if you jump you will fall
bang your knee and you'll cry

For the sense of it all
is there is no such sense
you are here, live with it
and forget all the mess

For the sense you may find
in what comes and what goes
from the tip of your head
to the tip of your toes
is that you are not you
and that time always flows

The sense that you seek
is the gambler's advice
it's all gain and all loss
it is men, it is mice

So rejoice and embrace
the eternal idea
you are stuck here with us
you are stuck
you are here