Shakes in his silent roar
He leads a long, conformist line
Along the crowded shore
His power comes from ignorance
He wields a shield of fear
For Society, the timid lion
Holds Darkness near and dear
But crashing on the safe soft sands
Are waves that long to free
And if you jump with trusting heart
The waves shall carry thee
To a land of peace and comfort
Of acceptance and honesty
A land where a watchful spirit
Floats softly above the trees
And the sky above shall speak to you
And guide you toward her light
A light that lurks within the winds
And holds you at great heights.
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