Captured in a crowd, the cacophony of different sounds
Result of a great madness, anxiety, suffocation abounds
This place you are standing, is where you were planted
And the reason for being there, is the purpose madness?
No, it is a new opportunity to rise, a chance to be you
In the midst of grain, glorious hued gold, you are blue
The world is a puzzle to solve, not a grudge to resolve
Fight to know, consume every cultural food, and grow
You're worth the life you've been given, so rise and fly
Madness is not an illusion, but is a confusion
Presented with an image unknown, just try
And you see the wonders of living this life
