The world is a secret treasure, hidden in plain sight
So few stop to see it, to ponder day or night
They wrap themselves, lock themselves inside
Insulate themselves, even to take a ride.
Folks seem to think they're comfy in their electronic wombs
Yet as they hide inside their boxes it seems more like their tombs.
So few stop to see it, to ponder day or night
They wrap themselves, lock themselves inside
Insulate themselves, even to take a ride.
Folks seem to think they're comfy in their electronic wombs
Yet as they hide inside their boxes it seems more like their tombs.
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