Take a look at this rock All the infinite, possibilities Slowly erodes to dust Washed away, by the sands of time Please take a look at this rock All the infinite possibilities Buried beneath the husk Blooming buds of bliss Ripe for the taking Wouldn't it be, so comforting To fade from existence And never return To this dying world That has us imprisoned Imagine a vacant conception A drop in the ocean, insignificant Re-imagine all the noise and confusion To create, elevates our existence Wouldn't it be, so comforting Escape to the surface And break new ground Towards uncovering A meaningful purpose Wouldn't it be, so comforting Create infinite spaces And know where to find Some real peace of mind Released from this prison