Where paths will lead your heart
Signs will sway your sight
Where plans will lead your work
People will steal your faith
Where structure can take you
It’s an idea, artificial ---
Means to hide your mind
On your one straight line

Who made you walk this line?
On your constant cycle
You’ve lost your relevance
You’ve lost your time

There’s no relevance to working
There’s no relevance to breathing
There’s no relevance to walking a line
There’s no relevance to you or me