People think I’ve got plans
But I don’t care
People throw dirt in hands
That aren’t even there
Then I run around trying to put it out
The fire I can’t do without
The burning at the heart of me
Should be allowed to roam free
And if you don’t like it, then let it be
I’ll let you go for dignity
Because you hunger and suffocate
I don’t care about your state
I don’t care about your rides
My love alone abides
In the cave I love to speak
With the angels during the weak
And when the haunting gets too strong
Then I know that I’ve gone wrong
And must retreat cavewise again
I become my own best friend
Instead of relying on another soul
To do the impossible an make me whole