He'd had enough, he couldn't take anymore

He found a place in his mind, and slammed the door

No matter how they tried, they couldn't understand

They washed and dressed him, fed him by hand

I'm free to speak with my own kind

Withdrawn, he'd sit there staring into space

No sign of life would flicker on his face

Until one day he smiled, it seemed as though with pride

The wind kissed him goodbye and then he died

Yeah! I will start again

It can take forever and ever and ever and ever

But I shall win

How many like him are there still

Who to us all seem to have lost the will?

They lie in thousands, blank and lost

Is knowledge worth this bitter cost?

Beyond the realms of death