After all those broken promises I convinced myself My tears are smaller than this ocean Life is shortLife is hard Some give up Others get high You must make your choice Or stay among the noises Have you been waiting for your turn? There's no concern in waiting line In my mind I water the trees And by my hands I plant the seeds Before taking that red pill Be prepared for what's new Use claws in mazes At any time the master will betray you No refuge, you are free Flock, should I leave you? Who am I now? Wolf or sheep?