The world has lost its soul
The divine still has its pull
But this world is oh so dull
The wheel continues to roll
Life passes by in a constant lull
Nothing here can make me feel full
It’s taking its toll
On these things I mull
And it’s getting old
How will my life unfold?
I’m afraid my soul I have sold
Wanted to break free from the mold
But right back into it I was pulled